plea

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by pommegrannates

by pommegrannates

someone give me something to hold on to

someone give me a sparkle of stardust
or a beam of sunlight
or the sound of the sea;
anything
anything that people believe is beautiful
anything that people find wonderful
anything that desperate
empty
lonely people
believe is worth it

maybe some sunset colors through thick curtains
maybe the sound of the voice the person you love
maybe the smile of a kind stranger
the words of a caring friend
a hug with no pity
a kiss with no pain;
maybe to dance the night away
maybe to sleep as much as I can
maybe to drink
something that burns through the throat,
to have a smoke of dreadful cigarettes that smell like crap,
maybe, anything really will do

some pretty flowers on a field,
a caress from mother,
peace from father,
uncontainable love from siblings

a couple of ears with no advice to drop from the mouth
a new favorite place,
favorite thing,
a new color or essence or book,
a new phrase to relate to,
anything really will do

someone give me back my passion
someone give me back my smiles and hurtful laughter;
give me my little pleasures,
my warm light,
my soft being,
soft soul,
soft heart.

someone give it back to me
someone help me stop
the dried tears,
the anger and melancholy,
the clenched teeth,
empty eyes,
empty heart.

this is a plea,
to anyone out there
who can find something new
or something I seemed to lose along the way
or to help me stop with what
it's
not
me;
this is a plea
this is a plea
a plea
a plea;
I'm on my knees out,
scrapped,
hurting,
suffering from carrying this empty vase all around;
this is a plea
someone give it back to me