Trust

Trust

A Poem by S. S. Allen

I hold my breath as bubbles escape my nostrils
I come up for air only when I need it most.
I see a hand...
I know its yours
But I will not take hold of it.
For I can't trust you.
Your arms are stretched out
And your face is full of fret....
I hold my breath as bubbles escape my nostrils
I come up for air, only when I see fit
It's not me who you're trying to save,
Because I see your hand;
And I dare...
I dare not take a hold of it.

© 2018 S. S. Allen


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That is a very understandable poem and It speaks shame life has to be that way:(

Posted 5 Years Ago



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S. S. Allen
S. S. Allen

Kingston, Jamaica



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A Poem by S. S. Allen