Disclaimer: I own nothing...but a love.
A/N: I really like this...as a poet you only like some of your poetry, and well this is one of those that I love. More midnight creativity writing in my bed.
Numb To All
My minds too blurry as of now
To know I'm safe in someone's arms
I can't comprehend or figure how
But I feel I'm safe from harm
Someone who loves me is holding me close
Wrapped around me tight
And if their love can keep out the cold
Then I'll make it through the night
Maybe it's my momma
No that dream could not be so
I remember that my bedroom
Didn't have this reddish glow
My back stings far too much
For me to move a bit or turn
So I might as well just fall asleep
In the morning I shall learn
Just why I'm numb to all but thou
Who gently holds my hand
And wipes away my sweat stained tears
Who is it?... Oh it's Sam.