My house
Sits alone
On an empty street.
When will someone
walk by?
I'm longing for someone to:
Protect me.
Talk to me.
Hug me.
Lend me a shoulder to cry on.
Love me,
For
Who
I
Am.
Chelsea DeVries
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-house-sits-alone-on-an-empty-street/
