02/10/2012

PLEASE

Please give me shelter from the wind and cold.
I am naked.
I've nowhere to go.
Nowhere to rest and call home.
I am shivering violently.
I feel the cold straight into my bones.
Please take me away from here.
Take me away from this life.
Give me something I've never known.
A life free of despair.
A life free of loneliness.
A simple life would be just fine.
Please wipe these tears from my eyes.
They sting so.
Please hold me.
Tell me it's all okay.
Make me feel safe wrapped in your arms.
Can I turn to you?
Will you love me?
Will you carry me away from this wretched place?
Please do not forsake me.
I just want to know what assurance is.
Please, please...

SCOTT DAVID BUCKLEY-(02/10/2012)

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