I'm worried
like hell
about you.
You're gonna be okay
you've got to be okay.
I want to help you
in every possible way
but I can't reach you.
So I'll sit here
eating mini Oreos
waiting
wishing
wanting
you to be alright.
You're strong
you're safe
I believe in you.
You'll make it through this.
You brought me through it once
and it's my turn to help you back.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry from my Soul
PoetryPoems (mostly free verse) that I write when I feel that I should. Thanks to @BrandonMull_Lover (https://www.wattpad.com/user/BrandonMull_Lover) for the inspiration. I try to update on a semi-daily basis. The chapter header photos are a photo of the...
