Hello Poetry
Classics
Words
Blog
F.A.Q.
About
Contact
Guidelines
© 2024 HePo
by
Eliot
Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads.
Become a member
absinthe
Poems
Jan 2018
the day of judgment
someone wake up
i've been sitting here
near the first stair
someone must be up
there's this thin ceiling
in between
beneath
you
me
i know you've never seen
my nose or my eyes seep
anywhere near the bottom
but this red sea
is the bled tears
i've shed relentlessly
second after century
i know you hear my screams
if i shout any louder
i'll see more sharply
so don't brush them off
come up with unjust cause
or rush to judge
your gut's wise walls
who are you
to hush
God.
nothing
like me
so please
descend from heaven
past hell and into me
love
nothing
like
me
silence me
set me free
and i will love
nothing
like
you
eternally
Written by
absinthe
Follow
😀
😂
😍
😊
😌
🤯
🤓
💪
🤔
😕
😨
🤤
🙁
😢
😭
🤬
0
158
---
Please
log in
to view and add comments on poems