Please BabyA Poem by Monday ParkerFinger tips slipping From a steep rock face Below Twisted, jagged sharp Unforgiving rocks Shapeless bodies Lay motionless at the bottom They’re drained of life Wringed free of their blood Tearless Emotionless They’re dead And… I am slipping Losing my grasp I begin to feel myself Falling Plunging Down To where they lay Please help me Grab my fingers Save my life Please baby don’t let me Go
© 2009 Monday Parker |
Stats
175 Views
Added on February 8, 2008 Last Updated on January 7, 2009 Author
|