I sit.I wait.I wait for my seraphim to save me.Save me from this. Pull me out.I become stranded.Even in my own state of mind.Betrayal.Tastes of bitter horrid.Pains of the heart.Scars are left with no healing medication.I sit.I wait.In a deep cave of reminders.I wish to escape.As the tears fall silently on the Earth below me I hear you.I feel you.Take me. And We Run                    Humming Hallelujah