Hold Me in Your Loving Arms
- bobakookies
- Feb 11
- 1 min read
cc 2022
I don't want help because I'm lost.
My body refuses to accept comfort.
My heart aches for the World
And for the ones who have lost
And For the ones who are lost.
My eyes refuse to remain shut
To avoid the overwhelming voices
Swimming aimlessly in my head.
Actions seem in vain
Although the vessel of my soul isn't in pain.
Tears don't stream down my face
Smiles don't find their way to my lips
And i feel something new.
My body yearns for something.
My body yearns for the rain to console
my youthful old soul.
My heart yearns for the solace of another
For the presence of another
For the love of another.
To restore the sentiment
That refuses to be known
With a gesture so small
But so full of life and love
That emphasises not only
two figures holding each other,
But wearing a heart on one's sleeve
And accepting that one's desolation,
Like everything else, will gradually ease.




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