Trees whispering together
While rain truly falls,
And hard at that.
No others around too
Help or rescue me
No comfort from a
Warm home.
I try to shout help
But I literally gasp
For air, while surrounded
By earth.there are no happy
Endings I fear, Just
Another cold, lonely
Night ahead I slip beneath
This Dirty core.
I,like many did no
Wrong,just picked
Random off the street.
So while I wish someone
Would save me, before
My soul is taken.
I fear it's to late
As this coffin of emptiness
Wraps me up in it's
Arms of Hell
And takes me to it's
Mothers den.
