Under the stars
Beneath the cement
I cry in discontent…caught in the web of lament
Under the moon
Under the water
I feel like a delicate infant…I’m hungry for your attention
Not your damn resent!
I’m lying around…waiting for your bliss
To take me Home
For I’m too downright distressed
To pick myself off my feet…I’m sick and depressed
I need a bed to rest on…
I need a shoulder to lay my head on…
I need covers to keep me warm and safe
I need Your love to keep me motivated to move on…
I need shelter…before I swelter...
I’m torn in shreds…
I feel so unsafe…in this shady cave
I feel the need for a savior…could He save me…
Take me away from
M-my lonesome dorm?
Will he lead me somewhere peaceful?