Just Maybe

by Unrequited   Mar 26, 2010


A girl I once held
(oh, always) sweetly
in my arms

is alone.
she drinks, never
sleeps.
on pins and needles
bleeding to relieve her
thoughts:

she'll drown in them,

someday.

but oh, if I held her
(yes, sweetly) one last time,

maybe she'd be okay...

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  • 11 years ago

    by Meme

    I really like the sense of wondering you have in this poem. Not being sure of what the outcome would be.

    Short, but still very worth a stop to read.

    Keep it up :-)
    xxx

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