Lonely

Sometimes I pray.
I pray you will come,
Or find your way home to my arms.
But, my sin makes me unworthy.
So, I'm baptized in the blood;
Spilt from attempting to receive
The shattered pieces of my life.
Like segments of fractured rainbows,
On a plate of broken dreams
And the ruins of cracked ambitions.
Downpour from my eyes
As if they were waterfalls
Splattering and spraying on mountains of jagged rock
Remind me of rhat awful consuming shame
Confessed to you behind church doors
I know I still have scars
And they continue to bleed still
Stopping only when you're hand in hand with me.
Alone, please, let me bleed.
Because waiting on you is like
Waiting for snowfall in the endless summer
Blooming daffodils in white winters
And for a knight to barge through the door.
After all, I had always known
That lonely princesses have to save themselves.