Could you kill me?
A strange question,
Yes I see.
For who could really kill a lover,
A sister,
A daughter,
A granddaughter,
A niece,
A friend,
A student,
Maybe I am just a stranger.
Could I be in danger?
But could you kill me?
Would you kill me?
I couldn't kill me,
Maybe you are glad to know,
Or sad to see,
I am happy being me.
...
So why did I ask the question then?
Well, do we truly know who is around us before we ask the question
nobody can answer.
I know it is a sad point,
Even for me.
But who would truly save our lives at sea?
And who would let us slip and drown,
putting us underground.
Letting us die without a sound.
Close your eyes, maybe it is best not to think tonight.
YOU ARE READING
Talking To The Night
PoetryA story of my life, in little poems. Hope y'all enjoy viewing my life from behind a screen :) (Also I do not own ANY of these photos, if your photo is used it is Beacsue I thought it would fit awesomely :D ) 17/11/18 #90 in shortpoems
