I cry, plead, and scream.
Across the desert then throughout the sea.
Nothing.
Nobody listens nor did they hear.
The crystal's clear.
And nobody seems to acknowledge.
Help me emerge from these days,
filled with clouds that hide the shining sun.
Take my hand to fly;
I shall sprout my wings to soar towards the sky.
Help me wake up to a smiling day.
Where happiness is far from harm's way,
Take away the shadows,
Bring me light,
Even if there's war I need to fight.
Let there be no more days of rain.
Soothe out my aching pain.
Take me to see the hidden sun,
Or to the fields where I shall be free to run.
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Take Me Away
PoetryNo body listens. its time to be heard and set free from all the troubles