I saw her in the corner of the corridor,
She was crying and screaming,
I looked at her.
I didn't know
What to do,
What to say,
What to hear.
I lost her,
That day,
It was too much to bear.
I saw her in the corner of the corridor,
She was choking on her tears,
I saw her hurt.
I didn't know
What to do,
What to say,
What to hear.
I wish,
I was human,
For I could have saved her that day.
YOU ARE READING
Crusts after Dark.
شِعرA collection of my emotions woven into poems. Wanting to express a few pearls of wisdom, of fear or even love, which would as well be crushed under the ruthlessness of today's society. . . . . . So, grab a cup of coffee and read away! :)
