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I am here  While they are There I wish I was There I wish I was There to be with them But I am still here  I am still here waiting on the day to come when I finally see them once more I have been here for two weeks Two weeks of fear Two weeks of never knowing if you'll finally arrive There But I am thankful for my fears  Because fearing is still a feeling I see some who cannot fear any longer For fear took them over  I fear because I know my fate But also appreciate it, because my fate is There Here the men starve, torture, and beat us But I see the fear in there eyes Fear of what my happen to them if they don't deliver us There They have so many ways to deliver us Yet the choose the slowest most painful ways I sometimes wonder why they must do these things  I wonder what may happen to them of we didn't arrive There If we were to escape  But I don't want to escape For I have nothing to return to Even so I don't want to be here  I used to have a friend here  But she too is There She arrived quickly, unlike I will Everyday I grow smaller  Everyday I'm reminded of where I am by the number on my arm Everyday I lose myself a little more I've seen children taken from their mothers  Siblings torn apart But nothing is worse than someone losing themself  So my destination is close  I'm on the edge of the cliff  And once I fall I will finally be There
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Jul 25, 2013
Jul 25, 2013 at 7:26 PM UTC
There
I am here  While they are There I wish I was There I wish I was There to be with them But I am still here  I am still here waiting on the day to come when I finally see them once more I have been here for two weeks Two weeks of fear Two weeks of never knowing if you'll finally arrive There But I am thankful for my fears  Because fearing is still a feeling I see some who cannot fear any longer For fear took them over  I fear because I know my fate But also appreciate it, because my fate is There Here the men starve, torture, and beat us But I see the fear in there eyes Fear of what my happen to them if they don't deliver us There They have so many ways to deliver us Yet the choose the slowest most painful ways I sometimes wonder why they must do these things  I wonder what may happen to them of we didn't arrive There If we were to escape  But I don't want to escape For I have nothing to return to Even so I don't want to be here  I used to have a friend here  But she too is There She arrived quickly, unlike I will Everyday I grow smaller  Everyday I'm reminded of where I am by the number on my arm Everyday I lose myself a little more I've seen children taken from their mothers  Siblings torn apart But nothing is worse than someone losing themself  So my destination is close  I'm on the edge of the cliff  And once I fall I will finally be There
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Jul 25, 2013
Jul 25, 2013 at 7:26 PM UTC
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