Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Aug 2018
I was locked out of my home.
The keys were stolen away

Then the walls started rising up
And the air was stolen from my lungs

Love you were my home
And Iā€™m starting to smell smoke
My love
I will stop the burning and the flames with my tears
Just let me come back home
Abigail Night
Written by
Abigail Night  18/F/LOST
(18/F/LOST)   
114
   ---
Please log in to view and add comments on poems