Standing on the edge,
Revive me back to life,
I am so dead inside,
Winds of change,
Come and blow me back,
Away from sudden death.
Angel of the Lord,
Protect me as I ponder,
I am waiting for You,
To remind me why I am here,
Remind me why I was created,
For I have lost my purpose.
A gentle warming washes,
Over the coldness I have inside,
I can feel your presence,
I am awakening,
So alive I am now,
And I run back into your arms.
You hug me tight,
I am safe.
Uttering from Jenn's Pen 