Down Falling
By littleone23
So low and insecure Backwards rhyming Chiming in my head Torture! Torture! I call to thee But thou doest not answer to my plea I ask for love I ask for joy But all you throw at me is unjust cruelty Insanity I once said to the chiming in my head Loathing and pure hatred I did fear For there is none to keep me near Hold me as I weep I ask of thee once more And yet again, no reply Seeming hopelss I'm now sure Sure that all this backwards rhyming chiming in my head is to keep me safe Safe from death Safe from life Safe from all emotion Pity, I do not ask of thee I ask the one last time, Wilt thou love me? Written December 13th, 2001 © on Jan 27 2002 10:01 AM PST, Bridget 18 • 0 • 1
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"So low and insecure..."