Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
May 2015
How am I going to save you?

See it's number one on my to-do list,
And that little box is begging to be checked.
And i'm crying and worrying and losing sleep just wondering,

How am I supposed to do this?

But every single effort I make is falling through
And I see those scratches and cuts and...
I know that I would die if I lost you.
He's such a sweetheart and such a sweet person but refuses to see that he's worth something :'(
Alexis Rose
Written by
Alexis Rose  Some preposition; bed
(Some preposition; bed)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems