Red and orange...the colors I felt against my skin late that night, broken
I felt okay for a bit. Relieved it all in my head
Help me! I screamed out
I needed him most of all and he was there
He guided me through the burn
Guided me through the pain and hurt
Cared for me through the whole thing
He stayed, he waited, he went, then he game back for me after it
Didn't let go even during him being mad
Fairness, careful, liked me for how I was
His heart stopped to help mine
Picked me up and stopped the burning
Careful with me, never broke me, never will
Trust. I trust you.
Red and Orange...the colors I felt against my skin late that night
The colors I felt you take away from my skin late last night...
Thank you.
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Broken And Unbroken
PoetryNovember 21, 2024 I was in a lot of pain. My mind kept running and yet no one helped but one person. He got me, understood me, cared for me, made me feel things in ways no one else made me feel. He struggles himself and yet stops his whole world to...
