Take me away
take me to a place
where my anxious heart
doesn't get in the way
where my shaking hands
Rest peacefully in yours
where my troubled mind
doesn't make Joyful laughter
into discouraging comments
where my eyes don't see hate in everyone else's
(even mine)
a mystical land that doesn't exist
the heartbreaking truth that
it will never exist
until I learn to love myself
The painful reality that
you don't exist
until I learn to love myself
YOU ARE READING
Going Cascading
Poetryand as always, innocent like roller coasters fatality is like ghost in snow and you have no idea What you're up against because I've seen What they look like becoming perfect as if they were Sterling silver chainsaws going cascading
