Slipping away
The trees go by, the road it turnsThe mountains lie, and the sun it burns
There were trees here once before, when I was young
And I said I’m slipping away, I’m slipping away
Please somebody grab me
I’m slipping away
The days go by and the children leave
The skies don’t hold you, you don’t believe
You cant stop yourself from slipping, slipping away
Public Collections Containing This Poem
Other Poems By This Author
-
Bigger girl
PoetJenna Elise Nelson
-
Here on earth
PoetJenna Elise Nelson
Delete Comment
User:
Comment: