I tried to save everyone I could,
Everyone I knew that they needed a hand to hold.
Everyone who thought that their life was cold.
I said come
Come my dear friend
Welcome to my aching soul.
They got cured after they consumed all my blood,
They left me unconscious and ran without turning back,
Not even a single one.
Where is the kindness ?
Where are the favors I have done ?
Who is gonna save me from drowning
In the ocean
Made by my tears ?
Who's gonna save me ?
You took all the strength from me
Bring it back
I really need it.
YOU ARE READING
Hopeless wanderer
PoetryThey asked me : do you write poetry or poems ? I write what I feel, I don't know if that's a poetry or a poem, a quote or just a text. I write what I feel and never regret for expressing my feelings and my pain. I should be less sensitive and emo...
