The pages are vacant

Rusted out

With words washed clear by tear stains

Emotional drought

 

Parched of recognition

Potential glows and casts shadows of absent assistance

Unoccupied

Quenching for consideration

Company for comfort

Fragile 

Frail

 

Honesty and truth

Yearn to be set free

Forever and always

In hopes that one day

I will be

 

Words unsaid

Words unspoken