In my lonesome and darkest hour, no one was there to lend me a hand. You said you will always be there for me but even then you are far away from my grasp. Flood of tears, bitter words,painful feeling, shattered dreams,uncertain future , what do i make out of that.I will travel down these lonely road, frail, lost, with just a surge of the wind i will crumble down. I will be at the mercy of heaven.