Abandomness
Please...
I’m whispering in space
Come back...
Come back...
Don’t leave me in the rain
Please get me out of this
Don’t leave me behind
This abandomness...
This soldier
Is wounded
Is in pain
Get me out of this war
Help me through the battle
I’m still here...
I’m still in the frame
Feel what I Feel
Help me to make things unreal
I need to heal
I need to heal
Out of this combat
Can’t you see the hand I’m reaching?
Can’t you see the waterfalls on my face?
Don’t leave me alone
I need you
Don’t let me in the mud
Get me out of this place
I still live
I’m still whispering
Come back...
Please...
Please...
I’m still here...
I’m still whispering
Powerless...
Please
Come back.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Elenore De Groote: | Zondag, juni 01, 2008 12:42 |
| Wanhoop goed verwoord, in de eenzaamheid die de strijd veroorzaakt, zoekt met lege handen om te vullen met warmte... Liefs, Elenore xxx | |
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 24 mei 2008 | ||
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