Analysis of Salvation

Who can I run to when I'm alone in the dark? My mind a labyrinth of endless screams.

Grasping for hope I clutch and grasp, empty hands return ever still.

Who can I talk to in an ocean of silence? Drowning, clinging to life as I gasp for a breath of fresh sanity, pray for my release.

Hell's chill grows colder, casting a pall over my prone body, for warmth has escaped me, like the gazelle escaping the lion.

I hunt for he sunrise and the thrill of the sweet flesh of vitality.

One small step, a single breath, a gentle breeze caresses my soul.

I've trekked through the desert of the dark and swam endlessly across oceans of silence to find you.

My salvation, my sanity, my needle in a haystack. Only love could have set me free, only love could have made me reborn.