Drip drop the poison seeps though the veins
She cries out for help as the thick smoking veils cover her vision. Who can hear her cry as her defense break down? I can and it breaks my heart to hear her scream. Won’t you help to save the mother that has helped us all at one time? When you fell of your bike weren’t you glad that instead of tar there was grass? Or the one that held you when your favorite animal died? Or how about your best friend? The one who dried your tears at your first heartbreak? The ones that laughed at your jokes no matter how bad. Do come out we can all hear you. Stop hurting yourself we can see the scars. We love you and that’s what counts.
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
mid night poetry( part 1)
PuisiAbout mid night poetry :collection of dark poems that I use to write or have written at night ! "I'm different. I will give you my treasure chest of darkness first. If you can handle that, then I'l...
