Be my cure, be my strength
Be my heart, be my health
And if need be
Take my soul, take control
Calm my seas
Protect me please
I am confused, used
Torn apart
Avail is a broken heart
When will I be free
From this chain of misery
Evil creeps up my corners
I try to stop it while I wonder
What would be
If my wishes claimed me
A sleepless slumber
A heartbeat like thunder
I sit and wait
While wickedness mutates
Going crazy everyday
As my predator hunts its prey
Feeding on my desires
I'm crying while I'm consumed in fire.
S.K.Malcolm
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The ups and downs of being Sapphie
PoëzieThis is a collection of different poems that I wrote, some are about me and some are inspired by other people, life and things. There is no one genre for them and some were written when I was quite young. Vote, comment and share, I love to hear from...
