• paradigm 9w

    I Am a wane heart
    Seeking a place of rest
    I am a traveller
    With no place to call home
    I toil and toil
    I walk and graze
    I have grown so weary
    I am tired of it all
    Can somebody hear me
    Please help my heart to find it rest
    I am on the verge of breaking
    I need to feel a warm embrace
    Welcome me with an open arm
    Into an abode I can call home
    Take away this ache I feel
    Let me feel that I am loved