Give Me

February 17, 2018

give me a guard, an angel, a faith
something to tell me my mind can be safe
i’m growing fear inside my head
my lungs can’t breathe as they fill with dread

tell me someone will listen to my heart
without blaming my tears and ripping me apart
steal my soul, my garden of love
replace it with hate stronger than a shove

i sleep in the day, i wake in the night
with the hope that one day i will see light
my fears have grown, my heart has dropped
i’ve lost control, but my pain hasn’t stopped

The author's comments:

I was lying awake at 3am with so many thoughts and I wrote this in five minutes.

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