Save Me

Rinessa C.

I was and still a shattered flower. Can you spare some time? Hear me, please, I beg. This endless chasm of mine is still hunting me. Will you save me? I hope so, but I know you can’t.

Roaring raven calling the doves of tomorrow. Chase them! I said. And she walked. Alas, is this tomorrow? Will you save me? I wish you can, but I know you just can’t.

Oh! I see a butterfly, a colorless one. Is it dancing? Indeed! What a beauty! Still, I’m lost. Hey! Is that light I see? Will it save me? I thought so too.

Photo by: Arvin Buyser