stop hurting me so
stop making me wild
like eagles that roar skies
I hunt for peace
stop hurting me so
when I am so under
like fire eating up a page
I disappear
stop hurting me so
don't make me beg
like worms swarming after rain
you're not my God
I'm done
YOU ARE READING
When angels fall
PoetryA book of thoughts, pains and joys, served cold. No sugar to sweeten it up. i'm but a throbbing cluster of pain waiting longing to be released into nothingness
