Would you hear me?
Would you acknowledge the terror at the back of my throat?
Pumping through my heart
Sending fear into my blood stream
If was drowning before you
Would you save me fro the water slowly filling up my lungs?
Would you be the hand to pull me up?
Or will you be the tide
That pulls me under
When I’m torn down and defeated
Will you be my savior to pick me up?
And give me the strength I need
To face the world that’s constantly against me
Or will you break me down
Until I’m consumed
By the worms and insects
That roam the earth
Who will help you?
When I’m gone and pushed away
Into the back of your mind
Where thoughts and memories hide
To later become a blur
And fade away
Like your compassion and mercy
Copyright © 2013 Llabira A. Diaz-Garcia
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