Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Oct 7
The consequences of your actions
Are a burden I suppose I asked for
When I agreed to belong to you
When I offered you sanctuary in my arms

Yet tonight they are so heavy
And I no longer wish to carry them
My legs are so tired darling
Please just admit that you were wrong

My legs are so tired darling
Break the generational chain that binds us to this nonsense.
One Of The Tired Souls
Written by
One Of The Tired Souls  20/F/Colorado
(20/F/Colorado)   
  117
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems