Drip drip drip
A Sip of Crimson red
A soaked towel i've lost all power.
I've fallen a thousand feet to meet you once again.
Cotton is wrapped, around my arms. To stop the drip drip dripping of the faded colours in my eyes. The echo sounds of hospital alarms. Pounds my chest. To keep my heart beating.
The light from my eyes is Fading away. And I cannot wait to meet you some day. The sound of cries as I say my last goodbye. I see you finally at last.
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Another Day Another Pain .3(Growing up Series)
PoetryDays go on, the earth still spins. And well i just have to get through this. Growing Up Book Series's.3
