Alone

I am afraid of being all alone,
No smiles or love, nowhere to call home,
Moved around, from room to room,
Though I need you now, they tell me, “soon”.

Sometimes confused; more often forlorn,
From the life I loved, uncaringly torn,
Family visits me but never stay long,
A tease to my heart like a familiar song.

I am captive inside to years gone by,
They see me struggle but no one asks why,
Inside this pale, can’t they see I am here,
Young and vibrant, my spirit with cheer?

Resigned to the deafness of those around me,
I quietly ask God to hear my plea.
Bless me Lord with your listening ears,
With a touch, a smile, and celestial years.

September 25, 2017