I was pulled into a warm embrace
Snatched up by a snarling beast
My arms were held to my sides as the toxic wind took it's toll
My mother gave me warmth again
The heat trailed down my throat
*A/N This is a short hidden meaning poem. Comment what you think it's about.
YOU ARE READING
"I'm just tired"
PoesíaThis is a book of poems that I have written throughout my life. I hope you all like them.
