I want him to cry more
Scream that till core he's tore
Nothing anymore is left inside
No one to stop the coming tide
Will not say it out loud ever
Silently will bear and devour
But it's important for him to cry
Before his silent tears dry
Or his soul will now fly to death
Unknown coming is his last breath
Will this killing cruel world let
Him live or tis the final bet
Atleast should make it clear
To make him free of the blinding fear
YOU ARE READING
THE RHYMES IN ME
PoetryJust a few poems i want to save somewhere I GOT IT ON NUMBER 55 IN POETRY TAG🥺❤ You can read if you want But they are not more than okay so its upto you And I am not even a native nor am I fluent much But yeah I love English literature so..... An...
