Longing for something real
something untainted that I can feel
Words of understanding
and not just pointless chanting
Longing for peace that I once knew
within me
Thou it is believed that my life is not my own
My soul is damned to this earthly home
a tomb of an unclean womb
a grave not yet laid
to rest
Yet I long for more than I can imagine
soft caress and gentle passion
He who sees me and what l long to be
He blows life into my lungs so I can breathe
with his understanding I am Free
his dept of true compassion
humbles me
my eyes and my eyes only
bear the tears of hearts left lonely
scared, bruised but not broken
accepting the pain that I have chosen
What is meant to be
will be
Yet I long for..........
love eternally
While most people write to entertain....
I write in an effort to stay sane
Camielle Danyielle