lutu

Wasn't Built For This Specific Devotion

Place no longing hand on my own
My arms do not caress not either protect
hearts had lain with no home
I've deserved a life of hard earned neglect
Take heed to these regretful sounds
for I won't let myself; I decline love again
this titanic love recognizes no bounds
and I myself will nevermore reach them

I have stripped myself of permission;
nor will I grant the undeserving benefit
To listen;
for the sounds of anything near the end of it.
Through patience and tolerance, continue to pray
remain steadfast; carry forward the race
that I can one day
be guided into your graceful embrace.