Charity.A Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt
I miss the laughter
how it screamed loudly from me it was you It was always you that brought that out of me God knows how I needed that because my heart was young. Your outstretched hands told me that I can be safe If I would just come with you. I wanted to You have to know that I wanted to. But your arms were strangers and my body was innocent. And yes, I knew it was impossible to fall with the safety net you put up securely holding my pride in place as you attempted to make us happily ever after. But I ran from you anyway not trusting that your intentions were long lived I found a man I thought to be regal and he stole from me, like you never told me he would. He ran off leaving me empty handed He tore down all of my defenses reducing me to a ghost of who you knew And now here I am knocking on your door late at night Eyes closed desperately praying to god for your charity. © 2008 Sarah McKeever Hitt |
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Added on August 14, 2008 Last Updated on August 14, 2008 AuthorSarah McKeever HittChicago, ILAboutTake me, I am the drug; take me, I am hallucinogenic. -Salvadore Dali Pleasure cannot be shared; like Pain, it can only be experienced or inflicted, and when we give pleasure to our Lo.. more..Writing |