ON THE OUTSIDE LOOKING IN

I wish I could write a love story 
One that my heart has felt 
My lips tasted, my eyes explored 
And my arms embraced

A love story 
That would capture the hearts 
Of all those broken and deprived souls
Who's life experience has been nothing but pain 
Living in the shadow of desire 
With only a dream of loves consuming fire

But I must look on the outside 
For such tales of love
Since mine was a life of sadness 
Depression and anxiety 
Feeling inferior coupled with a sense of insecurity 

O that love would recommend me
A heart filled with sadness 
Empty arms longing for a gentle touch 
Or just a kind word in my midnight crisis 

Then I will speak of love and its flames 
But until then
This lonely heart can only express 
The frustrations and struggles 
Of a life torn apart 
One standing on the outside looking in 

Wilford Barker