Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Apr 2019
Fill me up,
and I will leak,
My pores cant hold,
what they seep.
A unfilled hole,
Down you go!
Don’t waste your time,
With the climb.
Sit in my void,
But don’t deploy.
Stay with me,
You are not free.
A hand, you say?
I’d rather stay.
It’s always night,
When you miss the light
Abbie Victoria
Written by
Abbie Victoria  26/F/Yorkshire
(26/F/Yorkshire)   
151
   Mark S
Please log in to view and add comments on poems