Scared
Not knowing
Why I ask?
Will I be able to fight?
Am I strong enough?
Is there a reason to fight?
Scared
Not knowing
My body feels heavy like an anchor tied to a boat
I yearn to know
I believed I had someone special to hold me, be my rock
As my mind is like sand that’s slowly giving into the ocean
I was wrong
I am alone no one to hold me, comfort me, and embrace me
I am scared like a newborn opening its eyes for the first time
Why I ask
How
I yearn to know
Someone please hold me, embrace me, comfort me, be my rock as I am now sand fading into the dark ocean
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
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