Hands

Please reach out,
Express yourself even with a shout
Deny the people who want to see you fail,
The ability to suppress your need to prevail.
The hand who saves you from you
And the person who’s hand that belongs to
Will not have the need to tell you
They love you.
Now my purpose has saved me.
I know how i can fulfill my life goals
Spend time with the ones who love you,
They bring the best out and the worst too,
But they know how to help you with the bad,
Keep you from those thoughts, that you had.
Dark, sad and horrid.
These thoughts beneath the mask are now boring.
The expression of happiness guide you,
Through the skies you are soaring,
Why not before when you needed someone like this?
It’s because this happened to prevent something worse from taking over.
Although you can die for someone,
I can bet they’d rather you live for them instead.