
I never felt like I belonged
anywhere or to anyone
felt like I was predestined
to be an orphan
When your family can’t understand you
and your few friends can’t relate
that’s what I mean by orphan.
Maybe I should just be grateful
for the love I was given
Lovers were the closest I came
to having a home
but all of them have left
or I’ve left them
before they could accidentally
kill me or kill themselves,
I was always trying to save them
and save myself through them
but it was impossible
because no one
not even living Angels
or Bodhisattvas
can save you from yourself.
🙂 That is a lovely poem, Judy.
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Thank you Renard
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Very thought-provoking, well-written piece.
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Thank you Cubby
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