She said call a poet she’s in lost off words,
Her silence was so loud that my every being heard the echoes.
She said call a doctor her hands are bleeding red,
I feel happy it’s just cut and she isn’t dead.She said let her go she wants to be free,
I wanted to tell her my story maybe she’ll understand me.
She said she has no one to care for her,
I wonder if that’s why her hand held that scar?She said she never understood why they hated her so much,
I wanted to take away her pain with just a single touch.
She said she wanted to die and leave this place,
I wanted to wipe the tears that ran down her pale face.She said she never had a family to embrace her problems,
I wanted to find a way to solve them.
She said that she was a waste of time,
But I wanted to make her mine.Vote, Comment and Share.
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-KENZO
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Soulful Whispers
PoetryA small town boy from the Caribbean sharing what's in his expressive mind and broken heart ❤Highest rank #1 in Poetry for 3 weeks❤