Am I Not Worthy?

As I lay here alone and scared,
I pray to a God in which I don't believe.
I pray for luck, a better life,
For the web of lies to be unweaved.

I pray for peace, sercurity,
To never be alone.
For the warmth of such a hold,
To ease the chills, my bones.

The hold, the love,
Your scent, your touch.
To hold you close,
Am I asking too much?