Where is He?

I may forgive the wolves, in their own clothes, the wardens of my past, along with all their lies,  their schemes, and spells my demons cast, but above all, him who holds the key, to my fears fading fast, but where is he

I blame him, and only him, until he should arrive, while my tears flood all the rivers,  in which I drown, but I survive, let the waves carry us home again, and teach us how to thrive, let us be, and numb my pain, but first, where is

I wait for one man, to answer my call, and close this deal, if he loves me at all, and if he is real, to break this wall, to go back home,I beg and crawl, as the diva of the sea, I felt so small, but the man with the key, as he carries me, where is he