my hero
why is it you put my life above yours
why bandage me when your wound is twice as deep
why take my pain and say it's okay
when I see the wince in your eye and grit of your teeth
why throw yourself to the dark tendril spiralling below
when it's me they wanted , me that called for them
why bear the wait of both of us on your shoulders
why sing me words of comfort and reassurance
when the demons are swimming in your sea
why give me the life boat
When we're both drowning
i know you're hurting
YOU ARE READING
thoughts on clouds
Poetryjust a random collection of thoughts and feelings. 'learn from this , because if this hurts you its better to learn than forget'
