I cannot think of a time
When I felt completely secure.
I cannot think of a soul
That did not view me as obscure.
I do not feel loved.
I do not feel known.
And right about now,
I want to go home.
I wish just one person would give
The way that they want to receive.
I wish just one person could love
With not one intent to deceive.
I’m feeling no warmth.
I’m not finding hope.
I feel I am reaching
The end of my rope.
I wish I could finally trust,
And fall into the arms of one
Who holds me like I am his all;
Who’s arms make me feel I am home.
But no one can give
The way that I give,
And no one thinks love
Is the point to live.
I’ll go on accepting this load,
And wage the brave battle within.
I’m so used to fighting alone.
I’ll swallow my wishes again.
I’m tired of the ache.
I need to find rest;
To lay my head on
A kindred soul’s chest.
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