To be loved

She cries through her stark eyes; begging to be saved.

She sips the burning whiskey to be brave.

TOUCH ME

She lies beside him, her cheek resting on his bare chest following his heartbeat.

FEEL ME

She downs ones more, this time she's sure.

I WILL SEE ME

She can't breathe. Peace is what she needs. She's searching. She can't stop hurting. 

I want to be LOVED BY ME. 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem had a feel of personal feel and needs. I liked the feel of a whisper of asking to be loved and needed. Good flow of thoughts led to perfect ending. Thank you Veronika for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote