Savior

I wish I could find her wherever she is. I don’t know how.

I want her. I can feel her crying in the corner somewhere, and I can’t save her.

I only want to find her to help her. She needs me and I'm not there for her.

Only I can help her, but she won’t look for me.

I’ve looked for her my whole life and never found her.

I’m afraid for her, like I’ve never feared before.

She means more to me than my own life means to me, but I’ve probably never met her.

It haunts my nightmares, and destroys my dreams. It controls my life.

I have to find her, but I don’t know how.