If I sacrifice myself
on the alter you call love,
could I justify myself-
or would you turn and walk away,
taking all the pieces of my heart?
If I offered you myself
in your sacred space within,
could I prove to you my worth-
or would you simply turn away,
shaken to your core at what you've wrought?
I have nothing else to give-
not jewels, fame or gold.
There's only me, a tiny spark,
despirately groping in the dark.
So take my hand- pull me in,
let's both share our lonely light.
'Cause I'm cold, and you're so near,
stay with me, just for awhile,
and rescue me from the night.
9/23/07
Toni Atchison
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/desperation-s-love-song/
