|Posted by Tricia Douglas on October 13, 2009 at 12:38 AM||comments (0)|
Standing on the outside,
at the window looking in.
Longing to be on the inside,
wondering what could have been.
The doors shut and locked.
the windows fastened down.
Once again I knocked.
and again no answer I found.
I could see them through the window,
looking so happy and free.
Where they were I longed to go,
but would they even want me.
My once clean garment now stained and tore,
my heart heavy and broke.
As I walk away as many times before,
Wondering why I even go.
|Posted by Tricia Douglas on October 13, 2009 at 12:34 AM||comments (0)|
Walking along through the woods
Being pulled to both the left and right
To get out of this mess, I wish I could
And no longer walk in forever night
Streached so thin will I just break
Will I ever be the same again
As i go along my heart breaks
I wish I could just begin again
Have I walked too far or gone too long
The path to take I can no longer see
Not really even sure where I belong
How could God even still care for me