It really doesn't matter,
How many poems I write, how many songs I sing,
My friend, you're not going to listen.
We drift further and further,
But you won't listen to me,
Yes, I should've spoken up - but I can't now.
Wake up and Save me! I spiral down,
I left a path for you to follow - where are you?
Someones got to help me! I'm tired of falling down...
You don't care how many words I speak, how many tears have dropped,
My dear friend, I know, you've chosen not to see me,
You'll never pick me first - I already know this.
We've walked our separate ways,
Although you don't care, I wish I stopped walking away - why didn't I run to you?
Did you ever expect us to be doing this seemingly walk of shame?
Please, wake up and save me! I'm spiraling down,
I'm trying help guide you - but you're still not here,
Somebody, anybody, you've got to save me - I'm falling deeper still...
My limits have now been reached,
I just can't, somebody can only take so much,
Save me before I do something we'll both regret!
Oh, please - Wake up, wake up!
I can' keep shouting,
Can you hear me now?
You have to wake up and save me!
I faling in the abyss, I left a trail for you, why aren't uou here yet?
No bodies coming... Just please, save me...
YOU ARE READING
Then things got worse...
PoetryA short collection of my poems. These poems all have a certain idea that is found throughout all of them. The basic, and most obvious one, is change. Then there is moving on, holding on, giving in, etc. While you read these, please ask yourself: Ha...
