Fade

Hold me and heal me.
Chase the darkness away.
Rock me to sleep.
Cut your wrists and then stay.
Forever in this palace of darkness and time.
Locked in a dream.
All beautiful and mine.
Forget all the world, with its promise of pain.
Hold me and fade.
Like a tear in the rain.

20/10/202107/10/2021 by Mark Ryan Categories: rain, sad, suicideTags: art, darkness, death, hands, hurt, poem, Poetry, rain, rhyme, sad, suicide, tears, wrists Leave a comment