Raised in the arms

Of a warmth

No one could replicate

I was left wandering

For another home

Like a refugee

After a storm

Clinging onto fading love

That someday

I could be understood

No pity

Just strength would embrace me

The way my friends do now.

Another update? Consider it a little treat of mine for celebrating 50+ poems in this collection.

Also: this is unofficially part 3 of 'cement' (part 2 is 'road'). Someday I'll have to figure out a color-coding system or have the poems divided into sections based on which character it's by; it'll be less confusing to you. Or do you like the way it is? 

And um yeah, if you haven't read the blurb, this collection is made by 4 different fictional people. Brownie points if you manage to (loosely) piece together who's who.

:)