To Her

To her I give my praise,
for she is no disgrace
To her I give my race,
for she holds the key and prays

To her I give my days,
for she gives me the space
To her I give my tears,
for my fear is for her to disappear

To her I lend my hand,
So she may be saved
To her I lend my shoulder,
For her to cry on

To her I give my heart,
so I will never depart
To her I give my everything,
that no one else could imagine

But is she willing to accept,
this offering I set?
Can she love for who I am?
a person filled with guilt

Even her presence I can't demand,
for she needs different hands
I hope she talks to me,
so I can bring back my sanity