Searching

Can you hear me? I keep screaming your name.

Can you see me? I keep waving my arms.

Can you? Can you? Can you?

Through darkened graveyards I keep looking for you,

Between headstones and tombstones,

Between rotting corpses and dying trees,

I am searching, I am not giving up.

They cut me and beat me, slice open my skin,

Stick their hands inside these open wounds,

And pull hard on the organs inside me

But I keep searching, I am not giving up.

They throw me outside into the dirt,

They kick me and push me away...

The wounds they inflicted keep bleeding and bleeding,

I cannot stop, I must go on.

I crawl through the shadows, can you feel me coming?

I muffle my pain, I will find you first,

I will get you to safety, I will fight for your life,

Then collapse. Know I love you.

Can you hear me? I keep screaming your name.

Can you see me? I keep waving my arms.

Can you? Can you? Can you?

Reviews

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Through darkened graveyards I keep looking for you,
Between headstones and tombstones,
Between rotting corpses and dying trees,
I am searching, I am not giving up.

that stanza alone shows great dedication and determination, willing to go through hell and back for what you believe. A dark poem with a light of wisdom shining through.

[Coyote Poetry]

A powerful poem. I could feel the desire to find someone. The feeling of loneliness and distress in every line. You can write a poem with fear and desperation. A excellent poem.
Coyote