by Raynie

Created on: September 10, 2010

Longingly I reach for it,

What everyone seems to have taken so freely,

Is just beyond my grasp.

A priceless luxury I am denied.

So I hide.

I hide my face in fear and shame.

Nothing for me will be the same.

In my dreams, I have nightmares

and in my dreams, they come for me.

Like they have for everyone before me

Who was the same.

I watched shadows cross the moon

and I knew they came.

They came and there was no help.

They came and I was alone!

They came for me, not one of them without sin themselves, with their gavels.

They were not Gods of any kind or in anyway justified to pass judgement.

Still they came, hypocrites!

They seized my soul and carelessly drug me through the streets.

Still I reached for it, I cried, begged, screamed to have it, dared to hope

that someday it would be mine.

Just a glimmer, one small spark of Salvation, would keep me from the dark.

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