My Own Savior

My Own Savior

A Poem by AiH

I'm tired of waiting
for a savior
in glistening armor
stained with the blood 
of his past
to come 
save me

I have my own armor 
made of freckles 
and scars
I have my own stains
made of tears 

I'm tired of waiting
for a lover
in cotton shirts
singed with cigarette burns 
of his last pack
to come
free me

I have my own shirts
made of satin 
and silk 
i am singed already
made from my own fire

© 2018 AiH

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I really enjoyed the last stanza. It was the perfect closing to a really good poem :)


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Added on March 28, 2018
Last Updated on March 28, 2018
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