Won't you save her, won't you try?
You wouldn't let this angel die.
Don't you see the detestation in her eyes?
Don't you hear her helpless cries?
As she begs you to come near,
Won't you come? Don't you hear?
You wouldn't leave behind this dear.
You wouldn't ignore all her fear.
But, you do, you walk away.
Despite her weeping calls to stay.
You are heartless, cold, you may
Not leave behind this child, I pray.
Guilt will win as you watch her break.
She's desperate, for goodness sake.
She reaches out, she shakes your bones.
She begs for you to take her home.
Author's Note:
Aww this is a horrible sight to imagine. Oh darn, did I put that sad thought into your head? Just think of it metaphorically, then...
-I. Quill
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PoéziaSimple poems, each with a story just behind them. ••• This book will be updated whenever I write a new poem worth posting. I draw inspiration either from my own complicated emotions, or sometimes even stories I've created in my mind. I suppose only...
