Saturday 3 October 2015

Comfort!

I crave for
Some comfort
The kind of
Comfort that acceptance
Gives me
By accepting me
The way I am.
By giving me
Some space to be
What I'm truly.

I look for corners
Corners where
I can hide myself
From the world
Yet feel accepted
By some
I crave for eyes
That can read my mind
I crave for hearts
That can feel my silence
I crave for shoulders
That don't feel
The weight of my head.

Craving
Painting
Drinking
Laughing
Writing
Help me find
Some comfort
In them
Maybe
Because these things
Don't Expect
All they do is
Accept
And that is what
Comforts.

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