Stranger That I Know
Once again I'm staring into the eyes of a stranger.
Who she is, I'm unsure, but I have this feeling that I know her.
I've spent yet another day stuck in someone else's life,
And now I'm hoping and praying that they just might
Come back and reclaim this path that I don't know.
My feet have never touched this earth. I've never seen these waters flow.
As I find the strength to take a long look around,
I realize just how lost I am and begin to pray that I will be found.
I'm exhausted and I need my own bed to sleep in.
I try to find the strength to fight this situation, but inside I'm already defeated.
Where should I turn to get out of this maze?
Have I served my time here? Do I have any more days?
This world is so unfair and I just want to go home.
I miss my mother's warm smile reassuring me that I'm not alone,
But I'm here and I'm not sure which way to go.
I'm staring into the eyes of a stranger that I feel I should know.
Copyright © Stephanie Whitley | Year Posted 2008
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