Deserted Waters

Now I can understand why.

My eyes have opened wide.

My parents deserted me

and I am but a child.

I wish I could say,

what really made me this way.

I had a choice, chose grow up.

Now it's my time to pay.

This blanket may be warm,

but outside there is a storm.

I am really scared.

Please someone come home.

One day that blanket tore.

I know, I promised, I swore.

My choice, grew up, I was stuck.

Still not more than a child.

This storms' inside my head.

I thought this would help me forget.

I don't think I can do this.

Please find peaceful waters.