Help me
I'm stuck looking back
I can't see where I'm going
I'm stepping on cracks
Save me
Can't you feel me?
I'm so cold
I can't fight this
The battle's too old
Don't you see me?
Arms wrapped round and chattering teeth?
God I'm terrified
Please do something I can't breathe
Can't you hear me?
Nothing.
YOU ARE READING
In The Eye
PoetrySort of like a portfolio, sort of like an autobiography, sort of like a book of poetry and short stories. Well, actually it's all of those things.
