Yearn for Solace.

In the depths of my soul, an ache resides,

A yearning for solace, where my truth abides.

For the echoing plea of my heart, you see,

Yet, the help I desire remains out of reach.

I weave my words into the vast expanse,

Communicating my needs, my inner dance.

But alas, dear friend, it seems to pass you by,

As if your vision perceives an altered sky.

The world begs for shifts, for change to bloom,

Yet, you ask that I alter, 'fore you consume.

But when I seek refuge within your embrace,

It's met with a request to conform and erase.

How can I transform without understanding,

The struggles within, my soul expanding?

The path to healing is lined with compassion,

Yet, without empathy, we stumble in frustration.

I beseech you, dear one, to listen with care,

To lay down your judgments and simply be there.

For transformation thrives in the absence of blame,

And growth unfolds when acceptance reigns.

Let me be heard, without the weight of your will,

For I seek liberation, not conformity's thrill.

I long for a space where acceptance resides,

Where my essence is cherished, without compromise.

So, I implore you, dear friend, to hear my plea,

To hold my words gently and set them free.

For the truest help lies in supporting each other,

In embracing growth while honoring one another.

Together, let us journey on a path of grace,

Where understanding reigns, embracing each face.

May we evolve in harmony, side by side,

Yet, let us refrain from asking for change while we hide.

For in the depths of our being, we yearn to be seen,

To be heard, understood, and held within esteem.

With open hearts and minds, let's strive to relate,

And in that sacred space, we shall find our true fate.