Transit

My heart is ripped from body
taking with it my ability to love
i feel for no one
and i am nothing but
a simpleton roaming the earth
in high hopes
of finding my leader
i will wait till the day
my almighty lord and savior
will take my life
and put life and meaning back into my soul
giving me a chance to make it in the after life
so i will not always be this way
never loving, and always wishing
others the pain that i have to live with
i shout at others from the corner
of the subway
i spend most of my time in
children come close but only close enough
only to see my eye,
so dark and blue that pierces your soul
with a blanket of film covering it
the adults
look at me with disgust and spit
comments that hit me where it hurts
why cant they just see i am like you
i have 2 eyes
a nose
feet and hands
i may not have a heart but if someone were to love me
maybe theres a glimmer of hope that
maybe that could change my future
and what other people think of me