Reaching for something, without having hands,,,,,,,,.
Updated: Nov 16, 2018
She reached for love, but it slipped away
She reached for peace and it wasn't there to stay,
She reached for hope, none was to be found, she searched and searched none came around
She reached for work, a job she could not get
She reached for laughter, but they killed her joy and replaced it with a fake toy
She reached for honesty and the door closed shut
She reach for mercy, nothing came back
She reach for food, hunger met her throat
She reached for closure, but the river flooded the gate
She reached for education and they stabbered her in the back
She reached for travel and got lost on the track
She reached for children, but lost each of them before they attached
She reached for purity and got robbed of it at 6
She reached for privacy and the paparazzi came back
She reached for her son, but he never came home
She reached for water, but they gave her charred glass
Then she reached for anger, yes it did stay, because the anger was the only thing that filled her hands, from the beginning of her days.
Why anger you may say, because anger gave her the strength to continually walk away, as she looked at her hands and wondered why nothing ever stayed.
A small, small voice said; how can you ever hold anything with no hands, your hands are filled with your pass regrets
Your hands are filled with the doubts unmet,
Your hands are filled with the times you cried
Your hands are filled with the ones who died
Your hands are filled with the untrue lies
Your hands are filled with that fake ass pride
Your hands are filled with the dream never seen
Girl go head and empty your hands, so you can catch some things.
Written, composed and from the heart of me, Rose Griffin 2018
