Awaiting

Will you answer my call
running toward me
will you see my pain
holding me down
Will you see my sadness
gripping me tightly
Will you hold me in your arm
until it all fades away
Will you ignore me
leaving me alone
Will you answer me no more
silencing my hope.
Will you cut me
bleeding continuously
will you push me
over the wall
Will you dropp me
tied to the noose
Will you kill me coldly
dying quietly
Or will you ignore me
my fleeting calls of pain
and let writhe
and whither slowly
in the fire
screaming.

by Heather Owens

Comments (2)

Lovely poem
Very romantic poem. Sometimes it seems amazing that a person so perfect can exist. Great poem- keep up the good work :)