slip

Dripping wet,

Hands on the ground.

Slipped and can’t get up.

Nobody's here to give me a hand.

Never felt more alone.

Soaked in blood, and Tears.

Wondering if I'll ever be found. 

Reviews

[Jock Engelman]

woah! (apart from the colour and size being over powering) this is a very powerful and emotive poem. nice job :)

[Angelic Surrender]

powerful and sad. good write

[Victoria PoetryBunny]

Powerful in a way with it's emotions. Nice.

[deadlysilence]

wow this one is mind blowing! your writings are so powerful

[Mark D]

I really enjoyed this. It is short but straight the the point in a good way. Expressed good feeling. Thanks for sharing

[FireFly]

We're all found, and we are found when we need it the most. Beautiful piece, very impressive.

[Elizabeth Porterfield]

You will be. We all are found in the end, we just might not expect the person that finds us. Beautiful.

[hmm]

I love this one, simply astounding!