save,
Save me.
my voice silently cries
let your light in
through my bleak blinders
and into my cold dark limbs.
purge this darkness away
save me from myself
and my self tendencies
i like to hide
because I'm so scared.
bring your light and show me life
i don't like this darkness
i don't like the silence
i don't like the raging thunder
that roars in my head
i hate the heavy numbness
that takes over my body
and how my eyes stare at nowhere
open up the window
to my trembling soul
let it see your light
your sunlight
bring some joy and laughter
into this life of mine
bring some goodness
and quicken my eyes
save me
with your light.
YOU ARE READING
Tell Me Something
Poetry~where I tell you many things~ It would be a lie if I say I don't feel many things. I feel alot. But I also do not feel anything most times. If I change my skin and become someone else, will you still understand me? Why don't I tell what I think? _ ...
