Open to the world in a broken despair. <br />Quietly unhappy once again. <br />Settled into the same routine. <br />Hoping for the day that I can love anew. <br />Frustration grows. <br />In my silent angst <br />I wait <br />For the touch that will make me whole<br /><br />Natasha Bolling<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sigh-40/
