as feverish spokes grabs and chokes <br />lost in translation covered in cloaks <br />in a castle where i must wait and dwell <br />shutting all my hopes and dreams in a shell <br />cant find my soul shallow and empty <br />wheres the love? Ive heard theirs plenty <br />you let me walk alone in this storm <br />in every shape and form <br />i depend on you alone <br />with every lesson that you've shown <br />i scream out with every cry an whisper <br />with every bruise and blister <br />what kind of message do i send? <br />theirs to much hurt to mend<br /><br />Kayla Ruiz<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/untitled-782/
