A request

Bail me out of this prison
which I sometimes call a gift.
Bail me out of this prison
on which I depend for my bliss.

Save me from my feelings
for you are no longer here
Save me from my reasons
for waiting alone and bare.

Hold my hand and drop me
in an ocean so deep
that when I cry I sink further
with the burdens I choose to keep.

image

image

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s