The Rescuer

The Rescuer

The fear engulfs me,

Washing over me like a mighty wave.

I raise my hand up, reaching for something to grasp;

My fingers close on empty air.

My last hope drains from me as the air escapes my lungs.

I scream, but no sound comes out.

The darkness is coming.

Slowly my world is fading to black.

But then, just as I slip to the edge of unconsciousness,

I feel a hand grasp my own.

I feel a tugging.

My head breaks the surface and I see your face.

Forever in your debt, I collapse at your feet.

Thank you

You saved me from the hopelessness

You are my Rescuer.