Hold On
Bitter Rain
thunders down
on false hopes and broken promises
they burden her with a heavy crown
Standing Quiet
on overgrown grass
mud paints her skin
and she's feeling like trash
Her Time
isn't gone
she's still here
and she's holding on..
Tremors Rise
along her arm
no one knows to comfort
they don't see the harm
Cold Rain
continues harder, faster
her limbs are numbing
when will you get to her?
"Find Me!"
while she's just standing there
bruised, broken...
and so full of fear
Hot Tears
mix with dried blood
old wounds re open
this can't turn out good...
Can't You?
see what she's trying to say?!
she's shoving her heart at you!
don't push her away.
Can't You?
see that she needs you?
she's holding out her hand,
do you see it too?
Soon She'll
fall down to her knees
it'll be your last chance
are you gonna answer her plees?
by
CassidyEarlyposted on 10/28/2007
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Please give her a chance."
Idk sounds better, comment mine.
I have a poem called "Find Her" Kinnda like this but yea i like this one wayy more. How old r u? Im 13 so im not all that great yet.