Your eyes,
The things that gave you away
The things that pleaded for me to stay
My heart,
The organ taking the plunge
The way you pleaded for me to stay,
Hell, you soaked me up like a sponge
My Eyes,
The things that allow me to see
Well, then why couldn't I see this coming?
Your arms,
The limbs that brought me down to hell
I have truly visited it, would you like to know what it was like?
My mind,
The computer that was racing when I was awaken the next morning,
By strange pains coming from my inner beauty.
Your eyes,
The things that would not even look at the horizon,
You knew that I knew as soon as I screamed HELP ME!!!!
This poem is the prelude to another poem i have posted on this website. that poem is called "Too Damn Dry" if you read this and you liked it, too damn dry is better. By the way, i am only 13 years old, and i am in eighth grade.
