SAVE ME

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    • SweetBlood
    • Wasn't it beautiful running wild 'till you fell asleep? 'Till the monsters caught up to you

    SAVE ME

    This hand grabs me.
    Rattling me back and forth.
    I'm suffocating.
    It hurts to breath.
    My breathing is getting short.
    I inhale and exhale.
    I'm suffering trying to get air.
    But it's stealing me away.
    It's stealing everything.
    My bones shake with pain.
    Forcing me to breath.
    Causing these tears to reflect my suffering.
    I try to get this hand away.
    So it won't kill me.
    I collapse to the floor.
    Screaming.
    I curl up in this ball again.
    Brokwn.
    It's stealing my oxygen.

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    gregster commented on SAVE ME

    09-20-2010

    wow.... i hope all is well now....and now that u can be saved if u want to

    Musicmynded1 commented on SAVE ME

    02-24-2010

    ..............................................................................Impressive Eddie

    ayyan commented on SAVE ME

    02-16-2010

    This is a very nice poem which has exposed the sadness of the person.

    loveswar09 commented on SAVE ME

    12-12-2009

    Nice...really sad but nice. I think you would like 'Time of Violence' but I'm not sure. I liked this one though.=)

    SuperChick76 commented on SAVE ME

    12-12-2009

    Second to last line, and "Forcing me to breath." both have typoes. The poem is very intense, I can almost feel the pain that is being caused. Beautifully expressed. I found you tended to repeat yourself at the beginning, but other than that it was very well written. Like I said earlier, very intense. Good job, 'tis a brilliant poem.

    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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