Drops of blood left in suspense.
Fleshy part of beings in dispense.
Bones cry in their angry graves.
Dispersed out like the stormy waves.
Innocent souls, buried with crimes
Not committed. Defied drives.
Insecurity sets in.
No feeling of safety within.
YOU ARE READING
A poem for two by two
PoetryJust for any two people Mother and son Girlfriend and boyfriend The one you love but can't tell Just two Even. You and life.... ✌
