Trust

The Outside Child

It's cold out here.

Frozen to the touch.

Coats are needed,
as it snows so much.

I peer on the inside of the home very near,
And look at the fire place that sits in there.

A fire so warm and radiant,
Warm to the soul,
Cups of hot chocolate,
rest on the floor

My breath is seen in the cold outside,
As i breathe heavily in the middle of the night

I shiver frantically looking for warmth,

Teeth chattering,
Hands numbing,

The pain is too much.

I knock on the window,
Jiggle the door,

Scream "won't you let me in, I need some warmth"

My screams go unheard,
As they sit inside,

Why won't they let me in, even just for tonight?

Oblivious to the pain,
They sit by the fire,

My hands froze with desire.

They sit and think "maybe she's just insane"
And they continue to chatter the night away.

They bundle together under the blankets as I bring my legs closer to my chest,
Shaking uncontrollably as I wept.
My friends and family come and rescue me before my death.

They warm me up,
And give me tea,
Creating for me, a home so sweet,
"Don't worry about them, you've got me",
Is all I need to hear temporarily.

However, I always remember, I'm still outside, but one day I won't need their fire to thrive.