Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jul 2015
I'm laying still,
but I'm getting ill.

making you apart,
gives me pain.

keeping you inside,
leaves me kind.

Laying still,
it got me ill.
Copyright © irsorai
irsorai
Written by
irsorai  31/F/Portugal
(31/F/Portugal)   
467
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems