THE SONNET - REMADEA Poem by trista broome
Hands cut up and bruised, you return to me,
I embrace you. Gun shots in the city Echo effortlessly between buildings Clinging to your shirt, I plead, "Don't leave me." Fading in and out, I can't keep you. Life was never meant to be held onto. No matter everything that we'd been through, The Reaper will always chase after you. Lover lying on the sidewalk, breathless. Gone again, eyes shut. Render me helpless. Gray fades to scarlet, life is so precious. Concrete was never mean to bleed senseless. Blood drips down his arm, mocking sleeping veins. Sirens whirring in the distance, I pray: "Please God don't take my lover today." Fading in and out, I know he can't stay.
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Added on November 10, 2015 Last Updated on November 10, 2015 Authortrista broomeTampa, FLAboutMy name is Trista, I am 20 years old and from Tampa, Florida. I'm studying Business at the University of South Florida. I have been writing since I can remember, and love to share my work while stumbl.. more..Writing
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