Saviour
help me, i'm drowning.
you are pushing me under.
save me from falling,
you are shoving me over.
stab me, i'm begging.
the pain in my mind
is stronger.
please, stop crying.
you should have listened sooner.
YOU ARE READING
The Lace Age | ongoing.
Poetry"My head is full of thorns too harmful to leave unattended. " A collection of poems, short stories and free speeches. Copyright Ariana Miriam.
