The Embrace Poem by Elizabeth Russell

Your unruly blonde hair
Caresses your face
You seem so lonely
So unsure of yourself
Is the embrace of your hair
The only kind of embrace
You have ever known?

Your eyes tell me more
Than your lips ever could
They look into forever
You’ve seen too much
You pretend to play
To have fun
To be a part of the world

But I can see that all the while
You are crying inside
Longing for peace
But knowing yet of only one option –
To keep going