I Wait for Open Arms
Why do they ignore me?
No acceptance given.
How do I stop the squandered days, days of regret
...The ones that are close?
Why don’t they see?
Why don’t they feel?
A new one came to me,
Why don’t they understand?
Screaming, Crying, Laughing,
Numb, Guilty, Relieved, Sick.
SEE ME.
Don’t they understand the meaning I give?
Don’t they see my intrigue?
Another, more and more and
Oh so many! Too many.
stop.
They all curse me.
Open armed, foreign to me.
No regrets, no wishes, no lasts.This one is different.
Smile, sigh, peace.
Oh tiny pinprick of hope;
Surrounded, choked at my hands.