That things could have been different
That I would have the love I craved
Unconditionally
That they would look at me and say
What a blessing God has given me
Like flotsam and jetsam
Waiting in limbo
For kindness that never came
For acknowledgement that never existed
With indifference too much to count or name
Who am I? Whither should I wander?
Buffetted by fearsome winds and waves
But the feelings I wanted never came
Now I've crested
All hope is lost as I walk the other side
One has died the other still lingers
Forgiveness child
Give up the hope
Move on