Saving account


Her voice was like that

Of a hand pulling me back

From the cliff where I’d find myself

One step, from going down


She was always saving me

When I should’ve been saving her

From every truth I knew but kept

That was killing her, in self


I’d elude to just enough

Just to say: I told you so-

In whispers under my breathe

And I’d blindly watched her fall


Even thou I thought she had wings

I owe her to be something, worth…saving


Poet of the Light © 2019


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