Going through hard times
dangling on the edge.
You look up to the sky
saying show me something
there has to be a way out
pain has become unbearable
the world is asleep on your shoulders
your spine slowly breaking
from all the pressure endured.
YOU ARE READING
Poems Upon Poems
Poetry"As she stopped to catch her breath, She looked back only to realize that He was no longer holding her hand Now she must walk in the dark alone." #48 12/29/15
