Can I ask
To be the one to help you through
The test of life
Let me be your rock
Your boat that keeps you a float
Sailing you through the trecherous waters and waves
That threaten to send you over board into the dark waters
Can I be the shoulder you cry on
My hand be the one to wipe your tears
My face be that of which brightens your day
For you to do the same as well
Be my shelter from roaring tornado winds
That tug and pull me in an attempt to raise me into the sky
but drop me hard to the ground below
For no ones enjoyment but their own
Can you hold my head high when my neck grows weak
Take the walls that hold me back
And turn them to dust
For me to step on as I pass
Hand me a smile when a frown plagues my face
Just because you care
Perhaps this is too much too seek from one person
How unfortunate would I be for you to say a simple two letters
Rather than my answer to you
YOU ARE READING
The Unspoken Life
PoesíaMy salad of words... though far more delicious than salad perhaps a tray of deserts for the mind's eye. Enjoy!
