I need a shelter

(I wrote this while CS was offline and I was reflecting on what it felt like when I first came here.)

I need a shelter
in the storm
in the fear – words of peace
in the cold – words of warmth

I need arms of comfort
for my heart feels alone
and my spirit feels orphaned
Lord, find me a home

I’m needing acceptance
a place to belong
with no expectations
no need to be strong

I need to be nurtured
so my heart can heal
a place of safety
where I can be real

I need arms I can trust
to be there when I fall
to not judge when I rage
to not run when tears fall

I need a safe space
where people can deal
with who I become
when I let myself be real

I need caring hearts
to teach me not to hide
to teach me love and friendship
as we walk side by side

I need to whisper deepest secrets
into ears who’ll believe
and to learn to trust love
that I’ll give and receive

I’ve been searching so long
that I hardly dare
to believe there’s a place
so special and rare

but though storms still may rage
I needn’t face it alone
when I find all these things
I find my hearts true home