When I was too young to care
I spoke with a lady
Who told me "Don't lose faith in love."
Now that I'm older I know
Lord, I know
Exactly what she meant
'Cause I've been losing it all my life.
Every day I live I feel the decay,
Starved for affection and sleeping in the mud,
In the mire.
But one day I'll die
And I won't be starvin' or weepin'
Or feelin' anymore.
I'll keep a drop of faith to get my by
Until I die
And find release.
Wow. This is definately pure, raw emotion...few have the courage to be so honest, so open with their vulnerability, their need...
...reading this is like peering through an open portal into that place in each of us that only true love can fulfill, & hearing the echoes of a confession of the weariness from looking to other things,& to others, to attempt to fill that place...
...& I don't mean the true love that we all want from the opposite sex....that only fills that place so far...
~Anastazia~