Not Unaffected.

Standing, open hands.
Facing the Heavens.
feel a rush of the Spirit.
it relocates my gaze.
a girl, on the floor.
Crying.
We were once friends.
and the best of.
I was urged to move,
to take her in my arms.
I embrace her, tears streaming.
sobs escaping through my breath.
I feel hers on my cheek.
warming the salty flow.
I'm sick of being fake,
and never happy.
I wanted to escape my mind.
i asked for confidence.
Just to be myself,
the way God wanted.
I couldn't handle my life.
I needed to let go.
I'm filled with overwhelming joy.
Laughing now, hysterically.
Yet tears still falling from her eyes.
There must be something wrong.
I haven't been there for her.
Ever.
I turned my back on her,
right when she needed it the most.
So now, I'll be there.
No matter what.
Even if the whole world runs from her,
I'll be there.
If death is all she feels,
I'll be there to show her love.
If she cries herself to sleep every night,
I'll be there to dry her tears.
If she needs to talk to someone,
I'll be there to listen.
If she needs somewhere to run,
I'll be there with open arms.
If she just needs a friend,
I'll be there forever.


For anyone who wanted to know (anon...I don't know who you are, but you did)...I didn't make it into jazz choir. It's not because I suck...but because only 4 out of the 13 pepople that auditioned for my part got in, and I wasn't one of the top 4!!