I’m hurting
Can’t you see
When will you
Come take care of me

I’ve been here
For a while now
And still
I don’t see how
You will bring
Me out
Deliver me from
This drought
Of freedom
Passion and rest
You’ve deprived me of all
That I see as best
Of everything that
Life has to give
You’ve even taken
My ability to live. . .
dorothy’s page © 2008 Dorothy E. Young
Lovely expression!
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Thank you
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Moving words with emotion and unfulfilled destiny. Well done Dorothy!
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Thank you bigskybuckeye
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