Where are you that watches the sleeves and wrists
You who watches as another one slips into darkness
You who watches as each one slips
One for each new who sits there and rests
Where are you oh one that has been down this road
Or are you gone by each time a new one arrives
Were you crushed by the heavy load
Are you gone or can you still save (or ruin) lives
There's always one who on that road thrives
Each new person... is it us who dives?
Are we headed for you
Or just headed for Hell
Is it true
Just find me and tell
Your secret's safe
You need no alarm
What do you crave
Do you need new to satisfy you
What is your goal
You who dost toll
Fine... just find me we must speak
Help me before all our secrets I leak
On accident
Like how I fell
YOU ARE READING
poems
Randompoems by me. Try not to judge too harshly some of these were made at 13-14 years old. The new-ish ones start at "scars inside" so, um... enjoy?
