I ask so many questions
I search your word
Your face
Looking for something I am yet to know
I do not understand you
I cannot even begin to imagine
what you think when you look at me
I know that I have failed you
You give me all there is
yet still you find me laying in the gutter
I am a hopeless addict
Constantly fighting off my demons
I've tried to run and hide it,
tried to make it on my own
But this road is hard and I don't understand the rules
So here I stand
Waiting on you
Desperate...
No longer content with mediocre
But fulfilled by truth
Fulfilled by you.
J.R. Braybrook. 2005.
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