Tuesday, September 28, 2010

My tear stained pillow

I've been lonely
most of my life
when I needed to be held
I hugged my tears in the night

I wake up with no one beside me
in the dark room I lay
It's four o'clock in the morning
how I wish for love today

Love in a family
is what's passed down
there may not be enough
love to go around

So I'll hug my pillow
and hang onto my tears
cause loneliness is the only love
I've known all these years.
Note
This poem was written before I found Jesus who healed that empty place and who is always there for me and now I don't have to feel lonely anymore.

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