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She reads
                                          And she sleeps
                                                      Way too much
                                                            ­           It's her coping defence
                                                                ­               When nothing else will suffice
                                                         ­               She needs to get away
                                                       Without actually leaving
                                             Because she's too scared
                                   And too tired
                                            To leave her bed
                                                      So she cracks open a book
                                                            ­     To escape somewhere far away
                                                            ­             And she'll sob for the characters
                                                      ­                       Whose brokenness resembles hers
                                                            ­                                   And then she'll sleep
                                                           ­                                   And have sweet dreams
                                                          ­              Of realities that are not her own
                                                       Because pretending is so much easier
                                                 Than facing reality
                             So she'll sleep and dream
          And secretly wish she won't wake up
So she can finally escape
She screamed and yelled
IM NOT MY SISTERS KEEPER
she is not my responsibility
it not my fault this is happening
I AM NOT MY SISTERS KEEPER
then she broke down to cry because that morning her sister died
if only she made sure her sister looked left and right
she says she not her keeper
but she wishes she would of been able to keep her
for a little bit longer
hold her in her arms
but now her sister is gone
He was tortured
and humilated
for me

He was hung on the cross
while people screamed hurtful things
for me

He rose from the dead
and from Satin he took the key
for me

He broke chains for me
made a path that I can see
A path that lead to heaven
he did that, for me

Jesus died for me
Take these memories
You already have the
Rest of me

Take my heart
It's beating
Just for you

Take my soul
My whole
My everything
Inhale.
Make me
Your sustaining breaths

Exhale
Let it out
Let me
Be a release

To drink deeply,
Give to me
The longing and thirst
We share

Eat it up
I am here to
Sustain

You
Need me,
Don't
You
Now read it from the bottom up.
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