Please goddamit let me out
Let me out of the mud and shit
Trapped in the thickets and the thorns
Thrash around till I crack the lips that damned
Open me and take from me
Open me and take from me
Open me and take from me
Open me and take from me
Open me and take from me
Get me out and drop me off from here
Throw me back into the flames just to escape this
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Who do you comfort in when you can't learn to trust?
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Author:
The 2 A.M Writer (
Offline) - Published: July 19th, 2016 11:17
- Comment from author about the poem: Sometimes you just have to say exactly what you feel at some moments
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Comments3
Comfort should be given free,but Trust is something that needs to be earned.
I agree entirely
Same here, great write
Thank you.
Welcome
you can find comfort in God.
again this is well written. ! ww
I've found comfort in some form of belief but thank you and thanks for liking the poem : )
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