Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Apr 2014
Here's space;

I snort the excrement's
of your lives .

This is me taking
hold of you.

You may not feel it
tonight but I will return
at dawn.

I can't help but to gaze in your bloodshot
swollen eyes. Burdened of all fears you
hold inside.

I take away your life.
Written by
Micaela
382
   --- and Hamad
Please log in to view and add comments on poems