Help Me
HOW CAN YOU LAY THERE IN THE ARMS OF KILLER
WONDERING IF YOU ARE GONNA DIE BY HIS HANDS ARE A PILLAR
SCARED ALL THE WAY DEEP DOWN TO YOUR BONES
THE FIRST MISTAKE YOU MADE WHEN YOU RAN AWAY FROM HOME
Copyright © Tammy Jones | Year Posted 2012
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment