Oh “little one you’re not smart at all”
You don’t have the heart at all
If I told you what happened in the dark
The night would fall
Cry for me
Let your tears clear up my dry soul
Bring me back to life
With stories untold
Fallen has the night
But it was me who held the knife
Could you ever imagine a day would come?
Sound the alarm of your cries
As they pierce my broken heart
Cry for me
As if you’d known from the start
Don’t beg don’t plead
Scrape the dirt off your knees
Now’s no time for sorrow
Will you be here tomorrow?
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Author:
Younique (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I feel empty…I’m in a dark place…
- Category: Letter
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Comments1
This one is bone chilling with a haunted feel. it cries out of the darkness and sends shivers from a place of nightmares. Nicely written. A fave
Hello there SB, thank you !!
You are most welcome
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