Cry, I'll console
I'll cry, no comfort
Fall, I'll lift you
I'll fall, no one
Weep, I'll sing a lullaby
I'll weep, mockery
Scared, I'll pamper you
Me scared? Loner all-night
Confess, I'll trust you
I'll confess, stoned by a thousand
It's unfair
I'm human too
Emotions bottled up so tight,
Struggling to escape but to no avail,
Ears is what I want
Understanding is what I need.
Broken? I'll listen
I'll be broken, then shattered
Scream, I'll hug you
I'll scream and be locked up
That's the life of a punching bag
YOU ARE READING
Havoc
PoetryIt's just relating life lessons. It's soothes the soul and sends letters to places that can never be sent.
