My Feelings

Serenity

I'm alone,
on this cold street
without no protection
from the cold or
evil doers lurking in the
dark.

I'm alone on
this journey of
famine and thirst.

Famine of love,
thirst of care and
attention.

I long for this attributes
but I learnt to
live without them.

My shoulders are
fit to carry my
pain.
Even
it's another sort of
pain to rest my
overfilled head on my
shoulders.

Inspite of this
difficulties,
I still raise my head high
and be happy.

This pain has fueled
me to the brim
and willing to bask
in it and
wallow through
it.

It gives me a
sense of
belonging.

I am happy here
It's serene
Comforting without
validations.