seventeen years of what? (frm my poetizer drafts)

my heart aches

i am weary

i just want a place to rest

that's not so dreary

with open arms

a warm embrace

please come & take me to my resting place

i can't ignore that

i want so much more

but what is it that you want?

i need to know now

i can't forever be bound to this dance

is it a dance

or is it a game?

i know sometimes that i feel ashamed

ashamed of my longing

and desire for love

please don't leave me hanging on from up above

soon i will have to cut the cord

the endless red string of forgotten years

that has tied me to you in infinite fears.