Old Poetry. December 2012...I think. (Inspired by Sanctuary by Alex Clare)

I will find sanctuary in your arms,

Even if they’re weak,

Even if they’re broken,

They will save me from a dream unspoken,

Not my nightmare,

No.

Leave me there.

They’re much closer to reality than I would ever know.

Create a shield between us and the rest,

Make me feel like I need not look in the shadows,

To find happiness,

To find acceptance,

Long dragged from the past,

Now worn and raggedy.

No sir, just hold me in your arms.

I shall find sanctuary on my own,

With the bruised and forlorn.

They would know.

I will find sanctuary.

In all I need to be,

All I want to be.

No. 

All I am.

Yes sir, I will find sanctuary.

So keep me in your arms,

Keep me safe from harm.

And I will find sanctuary.