Poems from EJ123
Sitting here alone all I can recall is you
But I guess before I came here I already knew the hearts yearning for you only grew
I can still...
ceiling reminding me of the inside of a coffin feeling confined thinking this is the end going asleep is what I dread, trying not to lose...
The further I run, the closer it gets
the brevity of the feeling is muddled
When the severity of the situation is doubled then it sets...
I am your sinful slave, I follow the path
Walking along the way you paved
Not waiting till the aftermath
wanting to be saved
O generous one...