Dry

A Poem by Alex

Lost.
Can’t see through the thick haze
Of this desert.
I’m Dry.
Sin after sin after sin
Has left me tired and thirsty.
Dry-dusted tongue, parched, cries out.
Take me.
Make me.

Fix me.
Save me.

Yes, but patience. Patience.

I will not be Dry for long;
I will thirst no more
One day.
I can smell a downpour coming.
Take the pain,
And bring, bring on the rain.

© 2008 Alex

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Added on November 9, 2008
Last Updated on November 9, 2008

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Alex

Silverhill, AL

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I'm Alex. I like to write. I write about however I'm feeling at the moment. There's a reason and a story behind everything written here. Ask me about it. I'd love to talk to you. I'd love to know you... more..