I sit in front of this screen,
Wondering what the hell to write.
I have a million things going through my mind all at once.
Evaluating my life.
Or should I at this point?
I'm not really happy right now.
I haven't been in a long time.
I can't show the world.
My tears are forever hidden from view.
My heartache isn't shared.
There is so much I want from my life.
I'm demanding more and more each day of myself.
The emptiness I feel is consuming.
This screen is not enough.
I can feel it fade to black.
I'm not asking for a lot.
Just to feel arms around me, holding, loving.
Stroke my hair and tell me it's okay.
I need to know I'm loved.
It has been so long.
Would I know it again?
Will it be recognizable?
Will I have the courage to reach out and take it?
I don't know.
Just know I'm here.
Waiting.
Hoping.
