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ease me
so much that I hunger for
tomorrow
in the desparity of my
sanguine disbelief
the depraved sense of
vacancy, yes
I need to be eased
each day brings
yearning
for that sanction of
plight
the promise that
I should be eased
awhile, yes
no one ever told me
it would be this way
and I beg
ease me
as my hope languishes 
with every 
declining breath
and today, yes
I need to be eased
please
ease me
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