Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
May 2018
Undulating thoughts have me paralysed
Are you in disguise
I’m hypnotised
Tribal dancers dance all over me
Numb me to the pains
This reality
Questions raining down
Drowning me
Closer to the end
The more I see
Rains that touch my soul aren’t cleansing me
Will we save us from this tragedy
Are these cracks dependency
Dark and light come relentlessly
The birds still sing
There’s hope for me
Kenya83
Written by
Kenya83  32/F/UK
(32/F/UK)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems