Sitting cross legged
A soul begging for warmth
On the cold night
As the breeze blew by
Hoping that something
Someone
Would want them
For them
And could accept everything they had to offer
A freak occurance
A simple message
A broken and tapped
Still holding on
Olive branch
A promise
A friendship
Pick up where it was left
I thought I was smart
I thought I was strong
I thought.....
Simple actions
Brutal honesty
And images of what could be
Peek through
But the darkness swallows
Covers all the good
Barking and snapping
In the endless tornado
Of pain and misery
A truth
Shared between two
On a sleepless night
And the hope
The belief
Crushed
Because those that love so hard
Always burn too bright
For any candle to hold
More then just a spark......
I wish to be Penelope....
Even for just a day