From wherever you are,

In the grave of life, we taking ourselves down pathways of lonely moments, searching for meaning, love or companionship... Remembering Being let down at every turn, abandoned, left alone to fend for ourselves... To be not who we used to be but to be who we are now,
Truncated beyond belief, hiding behind sorrow's tears, 
Afraid of.. moving beyond it's hurtful limits,
Afraid of... the unknown awaiting us in the darkness ahead, 
Then in silence, breathlessly our souls keep replying ... Please, please..
Please come hold me tight... my sweet Angel of true and loving light.