Carry me

I'll step aside this time around.
Open ears await a still and quiet voice.
Not with the timing that I have.
Ready to make any change required of me.
When I can't see where this uncharted life of mine is going,
all I ask is carry me.
And when I can't see past the cloudy skies that are looming up ahead,
hold my hand and cover me.
Here with the world surrounding me,
enduring everyday is more than I can do.
I lack the patience that it takes,
so I am standing on the promise made to me.