Rescue Me
Oh who am I?
I fight my battles with a pen
My heart has been led astray
But all I want
Is to have her in my arms today
So what do I write?
What possible words can win back a soul?
She said she needs space
Will the shaded figure take its toll?
I would give anything to have it back
A picture perfect Bonnie and Clyde
But tonight I lie in torment
Should I calmly wait and hide?
It felt so real
Like we were alone in our own space
We would be together and happy
I saw it in her face
I feel as if my life is fleeting
My very words are growing thin
I can not muster a breath
I am left alone tonight again
I have not the strength to type
Or the strength to cry
So again here alone I lie
And if tomorrow I shall not wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take
Copyright © Matthan Atherton | Year Posted 2013
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