Burn Your Hands On Me

There’s a fear that consumes me

It ignites when it is dark

Burning all my aspirations

Confidence ground to ashes

 

Panic creeps in the shadows

It’s cutting me to the bone

How will I ever escape this fire?

It tells me ‘you are completely alone’

 

No one will come save me

Drowning beneath the dust

They think I am breathing

Can I give anyone my undying trust?

 

Pull me from these falling ruins

Call my name, I promise I will come

These walls are crashing down

Hold me because I am done

Reviews

[Danielle Anatomyy]

I like the rhyme scheme that you use. I believe your poems would be beautiful read aloud, although your words could flow together a bit nicer. I like the vocabulary you used; as always. It keeps the reader enlightened. That's a good skill to have when it comes to writing.

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There is one who will save us but comes within steps to believe. It took me a long time to break down and see to get past the fear inside. To wake and say I will face that fear head on and not be scared. It wasn't easy took steps and medication and therapy till the day came and the thunder was gone. Now its like this when they said it couldn't be done. No medication no more therapy because I took the steps and believed within myself. It freaked my doctors out when I said I am done with the medication I am not borderline ptsd and bipolar. I broke the bounds of the chains and I am free:) We can free ourselves- mind over matter:)

[Erana]

Wow, I read to breath,
This is such a beautiful poem
Drowning beneath the dust
Still asking if you can give anyone your dying trust
Wonderful writing
~E

[Dark Poet]

Thank you I am glad you enjoyed it!

[Erana]

You are welcome
~E


You

[Sami Khalil]

"Pull me from these falling ruins
Call my name, I promise I will come
These walls are crashing down
Hold me because I am done"

A well written poem. I like those lines the best...:)......................

[Dark Poet]

Thank you!

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)..................

[Frieda P]

Those shadows can loom at night and be overwhelming, you've written the fear and loneliness of that angst quite aptly. Great title btw.

[Dark Poet]

Thanks you very much!

[Frieda P]

You're welcome, was my pleasure.