Little arms anxiously stretched out, hands unclasped in anticipation
Daddy would firmly place my little hands, into man size hands of his
Lifting me high, high, higher still, so high above the grassy ground.
Body elevated, flying high, high, fast, faster, round and round we'd go~
Never did I question how fast, how long, NEVER how high?
Just round and round and round, off the ground, below the sky I'd fly,
Firmly, so lovingly held tight, no fear when held within my Daddy's hands.
I never questioned safety, getting dropped, hurt, for I KNEW he loved me
Daddy would always stop just in time, slowly, lovingly bringing me down.
Down, down to ground, slower, slower, world still swirling, trying to stand.
Dizzy, world swirling, confused but as I fall, I am so happy.
My feet dragging as I slowed, giggling, I felt so safe and sound.
Daddy would say " you ok, Be careful when you stand".
I'd giggle, try to stand, so dizzy, falling, laughing and begging for more,
But, Daddy, only knew that I was safely planted and once again on ground.
Daddy now gone, my world even crazier, spiraling out of control,
Where are you daddy, Help, OH help , Help Daddy, help your little girl.
The world making me sick and dizzy, HELP, it won't slow down.
Daddy would say " you ok, Be careful when you stand".
But I have been careful daddy, I watch each step I take,
But I'm in hell, no matter what, never solid on on my feet,
I'm sinking lower, I need your strong, helpful hand.
To loving pull me back on safe land, on ground and to my feet.
Oh Daddy who can help me, as I am sinking lower.
Daddy, you know how I fear heights, drowning,
Please ask God to send a light to help me on this, life's dark path
Please tell God you would never let your baby girl be afraid or lost.
I am afraid and oh so weary, tired from carrying all others.
Others burdens I do bear, for I am loyal to all you see.
BUT......... When or if, is there any time or safety for me
From this downward spiral, I so deserve it for trying to save all others,
Where are family and friends NOW, when from this pain I must be set free.
Perhaps I'm undeserving because I've loved a very rough, bad life.
In spite of all, I still take on others strife.
I will stop complaining and asking for another s help.
It's my own fault for caring so much...............
No one made me care so much for everyone, but my very self!!!!!!!!!!!
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