Sometimes,
We think we're going
To drown...
Only to feel
A hand to
Pull us out,
And help us
Keep floating.
YOU ARE READING
The words I keep inside
PoetryFeelings from Me, You, Her, Him, we... Feelings that we feel, and are not seen... When our sun is covered, and we wish to die.... Something shines from another light... We look to the sky, and have little hope.... Then our sun shines again, with mor...
Ocean of Fears
Sometimes,
We think we're going
To drown...
Only to feel
A hand to
Pull us out,
And help us
Keep floating.
