Walk With Me
As I think about what might be, I’m assured by your calm. If this becomes a great mistake of our lives, then undoubtedly, I will have made the most delightful mistake of my life.
As I try to gaze into the future, I see frenemies, friends and enemies as they stare at us, I see their distasteful grins as they watch and stare at the script that life has given us, I see them thinking ‘now it’s over, surely she’ll cry, now he’s done for certainly he’ll die’ and as I wonder what you have on your mind, I feel the presence as easily as I feel the wind, they are everywhere and as I turn I see ‘em, even in my sleep I hear ‘em, I feel them staring and pointing and gaping and laughing but I am strong.
I’m strong as you are and as I brace my soul for the brunt, I cannot but think that our souls are sealed on the scripts of fate, I cannot but imagine that I’ll go through hell and cast my future whatsoever away that this child should live if it will and that I will face this demon heads on and I will not scurry from that which a thousand men have seen and made a being in. They will scratch at us as easily as they did the saviour, but if you dare to walk this road then I am, just as you are and I will be wherever you are as much as it is in my spirit to be, if you will but walk this road with me.
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