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Mar 2012
I used it as protection,
But now I'm set free,
Come on sweetheart,
Take a look at what's deep inside me.
I've shed skins,
Changed looks,
Fell apart.
I've taken a look,
Found what's deep inside my heart.
What was once lost,
Now is found,
My commitment,
Gold and glitter bound.
There’s an end in sight,
A reason for every single plight,
I can see the changes made,
Never again into that void will I fade.
One thing you must know,
Do not go light upon my heart,
It yearns for love,
And at the simplest touch,
Could fall apart.
Go hard and strong,
Tear my fears apart,
Otherwise,
There is no chance,
Of you coming into my heart.
So lonely and tired I sit alone,
Arms wrapped around myself,
Tears falling,
Fears crawling,
Heart thawing,
To the possibilities,
What could be,
Should be,
Would be,
A touch,
A hug,
A kiss,
Teenage love,
Some of which experience proves no happiness,
Others of which will never happen.
I do not cry for the things that never happen,
Yet I yearn so full heartedly,
Of that for which I have always wanted.
Intimacy of heart and soul,
Body and mind,
A best friend that completes me,
Teaches me,
Consoles me.
Someone who can tell me when I'm a *******,
or rude or mean,
Someone who knows my soul,
And can still let me be ME.
It doesn't have to be anything other than real.
I'm terrified that I will never find this,
That I'm destined to forever be alone,
Never to experience true bliss,
To roam until death without the kiss of Love on my forehead,
Hand always groping air,
Struggling for the connection that isn't there,
Pain shown in my eyes,
Pain felt in my heart,
Pain scattered in my fear,
Don't leave me empty,
Cold,
Bitter,
Alone,
I have had enough of that,
It has left,
It is gone,
I too will go forth and stay strong,
For my heart yearns,
Hoping that something will come along.
Until then,
It sits in wait,
A lonely little thing,
Waiting for its mate.
Courtney
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