The calling
My nights are growing longer with every night that passes,
My heart fills with agony and all I can do is suffer silently.
I hear a calling deep within my soul,
A calling I myself cannot answer but only listen as it turns into screams.
I want to reach out but i hold myself back,
I tell myself to hold on, that things can only get better.
Fighting everyday I keep myself moving, Keep myself believing,
That one day my life will be reworded, all my time of solitude amended.
I think about my dreams, Trying to figure out what they truly are,
Trying hard not to draw into myself and forget humanity itself.
Though every morning I wake to my pillow stained by my own tears,
Missing the things I know I will never have, I pull myself together.
The screams still echo within my soul making me feel sad and week,
People walk around me un-phased and unaware of the battle that wages inside me.
This emptiness, The sadness, This need for compassion and love,
I know will only continue to haunt my nights, my days, as I continue to search
For the love that has been forbidden and unattainable.
The calling
5-4-2010
By: me