Heaven In Hell
Throat is parched
Sweat drips in my face
Clothes are heavy on my back
What the hell is this place?!
The sun is making me crazy
I can't think nor see clearly...
Do I spy my relief in an oasis?
Water that I need so dearly?
I walk nearer yet it stays out of reach;
I'm so frustrated, I just want to cry.
I need this drink to quench my thirst
Because if I don't, I'll surely die!
Copyright © Constance Gilmore | Year Posted 2012
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