Crying in the night
Longing for what seems 
Never meant to be

Feeling alone 
In a room full of people
Wishing for all of them
To be gone
Because they bring no
Meaning to my existence

Knowing that my life
Is blessed with abundance
In all components that 
Make up the person 
Called "Me".

But,
my heart yearns for 
Love, not really knowing why.
I pray and ask God to send it
And it seems the more I pray
The farther away it seems.

Feeling like Hannah
All I do is weep and pray
Realizing that if I am blessed
With what I so deeply desire
That it won't be mine to 
Derive joy from
But it will be an entity 
That God will not only dwell in
But one that He will own.

The desire still grows stronger
And the tears still flow.