"Where's she" I inquired.
No replies but a small cries that keeps on ringing through my ears inside and it's tearing me into pieces because she's right there.
Wrapping her legs tightly like a turtle hiding in their shell.
She's afraid, shuddering in cold, being left all alone and always reminising the same old mindset.
There's no one will come to save her but me.
Im the only hope and key for others to seek her.
What have I done to you.
I'm killing you slowly, aren't I?
Your voice is getting smaller and vague.
Turning into white noises.
No one get to hear you and so do I, abandoning your cries of helps.
What I have done to you?
YOU ARE READING
Poems about my life
PoetryJust for fun. I may do a lot of grammatical errors and spelling. Yeah, don't have to read if you don't want to lols.
