Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Sep 2014
Mom I wish you were here to say good night
These nightmares are becoming real
The murmurs are getting louder
The claws at dragging in further

Mommy save me
I don't want this anymore

I'll let you point the syringe
Its okay to feel the flow
Of that chemical of peace

Please be aware. Please let me have it.
Please save me make them go away
sanctuary
Written by
sanctuary  Between spaces of words
(Between spaces of words)   
294
   caroline and Beth Ivy
Please log in to view and add comments on poems