I am underwater
On the daily...
Can you simply mail me
Everything you have to say
So I can watch the ink flow
Way down below?
Where all my sand walls shatter,
Under broad daylight,
As I just look for a light
Outside water which might
Save me tonight.
Another night
Another time
Another rhyme
Another chime
Which still won't work
In saving me, my time
or my neverending work
Cause it won't work the same
To save me or tame
Her, me, you.
I try to tame the monsters inside me
For them to bite and unscrew me
And for my bruises to bleed again
Stronger than any wave
Which comes over me to wave
Goodbye to the pieces of me
I covered in sand
Waiting for this to end.
I am scared!
Nobody saved
The one who screamed
Heartlessly passing by
They thought about work not how I
Can't cry no more
Can't think more
Than this
And that
And everything you hit at
Cause punching bags don't talk.
YOU ARE READING
Devilish Pastimes: Sam's poetry book
PoetryAdditional volume to the first volume of the "Devilish Pastimes" series, volume one. Have you ever wondered what Sam always writes in her diary beside her daily thoughts concerning her own demons?
