A Helping Hand
A favorite of mine.A troubled teen walks the street in fearPainstaking screamsthat only she can hear. Strung out on drugsfearing death no moreWishing to rememberthe life she had before. A big, strong handreaches down from aboveEmbracing her tortured souloffering, his never-ending love. ‘Take hold of my handlet me show you the pathTo free you of this anguishand live in the precious aftermath.’