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Sep 2016
i can feel everything we have slowly slipping through my fingers.

i'm trying so hard to hold on but it's like trying to stop sand from falling

through an hourglass and i just can't hold on much longer and i keep

begging and crying out for you to help me and for you to hold on but

the more i do the more your fingers open and all of the sand is falling

so quickly i don't know how to stop it.

*please don't let me go
Side Note: *I don't want him to leave but he seems to be coming up with every excuse to send me packing and I just don't know what to do next.
lulu
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lulu  Neverland
(Neverland)   
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