Acceptance

So dark

So cold

When I look at you

I melt in my own despair

These unaccepted pleads

Those displeased looks

I want your hand

To guide me through

This horrible play

We call Life

Yet you give me the cold shoulder

And that is even pushing it with you

I sit on the crossroads

Fight or Flight

Life or Death

Forgiveness or Forgetfulness

I know all your choices

But what will mine be

I'm much too naive to figure this out

Please guide me through

This horrible play

We call Life