In your arms,
I am home,
But after the alarm,
Will we be unknown?
Will you stay through the sound,
Like the way that you said,
Or will we go around,
Like the way it's read.
YOU ARE READING
One day
PoetryI dug myself a hole down around 6 feet deep and pulled the dirt down on top of me wishing I could sleep. I let the darkness fill around me and I started to close my eyes when A soft voice spoke down inside of me and whispered, "child rise!" ...
Home
In your arms,
I am home,
But after the alarm,
Will we be unknown?
Will you stay through the sound,
Like the way that you said,
Or will we go around,
Like the way it's read.
