Gazing with such compassion
through your tear-filled sparkling eyes.
Moved by my plight,
are you?

I am the one
who wanders the street
late at night,
screaming to the stars for release
begging for salvation.

While you lie at home in
loving warm surroundings.
What would you know,
How could you know
what it is like to be me?

So i am shocked, a little scared,
when you place your shopping on the wet ground
and sit beside me
and taking me in your arms, you hold me
in your soft embrace.
Allowing me to sob, keeping me safe
while I howl for forgiveness and peace.