Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Mar 2020
When you're feeling down
Like you're living
Inside dust and dirt

When you feel heavy
Like you're heaving
The brunt of everyone else's
Pain and sadness, their business

All you need to remember
Is that I'll grab your hand
And we'll rise up
Through the dust and pain and dirt

We'll claim the throne
You and I
All for one and
One for all

I'll grab your hand
And catapult you
To the surface

I'll pull you up
By the sweat of my brow
To claim your rightful throne

I promise.
Not because I'll gain
By it.

But because,
I promise
You deserve it.
C F
Written by
C F  I'm probably in bed, tbh.
(I'm probably in bed, tbh.)   
65
   Perry and trf
Please log in to view and add comments on poems