I Wish You Would Come
I am in a fire,
Along with a storm;
No strength and no power,
I must find a door.
My place is a wreck,
My life is too sore;
I’m deep in the ditch,
Can’t fight my way home.
I’m dazzling with darkness,
Can’t lit my way back;
My rage isn’t drowning,
I wish you would come.
Copyright © Walter D Tomeo | Year Posted 2021
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