Hear Me

a__pott

If I decide to give up,

will you promise not to save me?

If you've pushed me to that point,

will you promise not to pull me away from it?

Like a piece of aluminum,

the more you bend me,

the more susceptible to breaking I become.

Each time getting closer and closer, 

until one day I snap.

Any day now. 

Any hour. Minute. Second.

So please, if I go one way don't bend me the other.

Hear me.

  • Author: Alex (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 17th, 2017 19:56
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments1

  • FredPeyer

    I hear you, Alex, but so many times we do not hear. I do like your poem, well written, and it does make me think!



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