My saviour.

When the darkness falls and the walls close in.
When my legs give way and the fear begins.
When i feel alone but i'm in a crowded room.
When i get that sensation and it turns to gloom.

When i want to run but I can barely stand.
When all i need is a helping hand
I turn to you and i hear you say.
I wish i could help but i'm too busy today.

when i start to sink without a trace, 
the tears streaming down my face
All i want is to be me once more,
Not a quivering wreck, curled in a ball on the floor.

All i want is to be like you, with a mind that thinks in line from 1 to 2
But instead i'm damaged, beyond repair,
And then I see you looking at me, just standing there.

You offer your hand and it's like a ray of light, 
A crack in this all consuming night, 
You help me up from off the floor,
To you its nothing, to me its much more.

You saved me today,

I owe you my life.
But you do that everyday,

because you are my amazing wife.

For Wendy, my saviour.