Darkness in the light that surrounds me.
A trigger pulled, but not quite.
Guts spilled, but stepped on and ignored.
No one cares.
Light in the darkness that I am.
I wish I could grab onto it.
I wish it would pull me free.
Save me from the darkness that consumes me.
Please.
I'm begging you.
~M.L. Topinka
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Poetry
PoesiaHere's a collection of all of the poems I've written!!! If a poem is not mine, I will say so. So don't worry, everything is mine unless said otherwise. I'm not a thief. There may also be some short stories here and there if I write a story and it is...
