Literature
I'll Get You Through This
Here's a glass of water;
Another pill made just for me.
I'll drink it with my sorrows
And I'll swallow back my plea.
You don't even need to hear me,
I'll be writing it on the wall:
The hope you never gave me,
Is the hope that stands me tall!
And I will walk through this world,
Don't ask me if it's cold.
There is warmth for you to find here;
My hand's for you to hold.
So take it and I promise,
This night won't be your last.
If you stay with me, I swear,
We'll walk beyond the past.
- Chennie, 26th May 2014