Dec 2019
poem by:
Anthony Blake
Written
on Jan 01, 2020
Behind these blue eyes A kiss from a rose draws blood Goodbye goodbye her Only memory A believer of the day Endless reckoning Would do anything Say anything but goodbye It’s never enough Radioactive How long before done trying Radioactive Love almost killed me Alive if you’re happy Love almost saved me Tattoo over scars Pain the truest of feelings Gone away love has It don’t come easy Love & trust all I wanted Was not worth the work Shattered torn apart Serenity return here Start over elsewhere Where can I call home Give me shelter from this storm I’m coming undone The world has grown cold Only you could bring me warmth Surrender to stars Down at the crossroads A day on the battlefield Other side calling
Tags: Sad, Scary, Pain,
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Roxanne Dubarry commented on Jan 05, 2020 at 8:28pm
Yes life can become a battle field. Where you come completely undo. No shelter in home, nor in life. "Give them shelter from the storm. Keep them save. Keep them warm when the darkness surrounds' them. Let your light shine all around them. "Bless the beasts and the children.
