help me breathe

will you pick me up if I fall

as I stand in the crossroads

and decide

if I pick the wrong path

or the right one

and still crumble

will you hold out your hand

even if I don't ask

and I won't

when all goes horribly wrong

if instead of finding peace

I lose myself

will you be there

will you pull me out of the darkness

and help me breathe