I'll meet you at the fariswheel
We'll ride it to the top
Hold my hand, don't let it go
My hearts about to drop
I hold on tightly; I see your face light up
I go in blindly; For what's to come
The cabins go round and round
Now I can't get off
Paralyzed, don't make a sound
When will this ever stop
YOU ARE READING
Walking away from you
PuisiA collection of poems. Adding as I go along so probably never completed. *TRIGGER WARNING* This book contains mature materials and trigger subjects such as rape and abuse. Read with caution please :)
