SaviorA Poem by Whisper
I can count on him like 1, 2, 3,
He's like race car, he'll run to me and heal me when I bleed. He's brave enough to tell me the truth while looking into my eyes, Through the hard times he helps me heal my soul before I die. Holds my hand when I'm walking on a endless rope, Even some days he'll act like a childish kid to make me laugh with his stupid jokes. When the days get rough, I'll crawl to him in pieces to put me back together, He's like my super hero, he's always with me from one place to another. When I cried, he would wipe away my tears, At night, if I scream, my hero would fight away my fears. He would share his songs with me to light up my day, And whenever he's around, the sun burns my shade. He's my salvation, And will never leave me alone when I travel my destination. With his music, he fights the monsters away from my head, Like magic, he revives me with another life when my heart becomes dead. In his hands I gave him the key that holds to my heart, My hero, will catch me when I fall from the sky before my pieces are broken apart. He'll do all my favor, But one thing I know for sure, He's my savior..! To: Jerryyoung1z (Jerry....) © 2016 WhisperReviews
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