I was raised n the valley
Subdued and shy
There was shadows and death
Got out alive... but with scars I can't forget
We all have our horror and our demons to fight
They crawl up on my beb, wrap thier fingers around my throat
Is this what I get for the choices I made?
God forgive me for all my sins
I can't do this on my own
Save me from the ones that huant me in the night
Do you think slience makes a good man convert?
I can't live with my self
Tell me that you need me
Say you'll never leave me
Stay with me tonight
Don't go
No I can't do this on my own
Don't go
YOU ARE READING
Found Poems
PoetryFound poems take existing texts and refashion them, reorder them, and present them as poems. I haven't seen a lot of others doing this and I thought it was really cool to do in my English class. Found poems are made out of songs, books, and other po...
