In the darkness of midnight,
They threw me into a room with no sight.
Refusing defeat,
I looked for my heartbeat.
I'm not okay,
My thoughts are dragging me away.
There are demons in my head,
And monsters poking under my bed.
The light that I see,
Is it you helping me free?
If one day I fall,
Will you help me up or let me crawl?
You are one of a kind,
Someone so impossible to find.
Thank you for helping me up,
In my times of tough.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
When Winter Falls | Poetry
Poesía'Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings' - William Wordsworth. This book contains my OWN poetry. Enjoy the journey through these melodic verses and make sure to vote. (slow updates)
