Idk Send Me A Title Poem by kim blackmon

im sitting in my room
lock up in the invisible chins that no one can see but me
wrighting help in my own blood
calling for someone to save me
but i know no one will come save me
you know when he comeing up the stairs
b/c you will hear his footsteps
he opens the gate of this dark cell
kissing my blood hands saying everthing going 2 be ok
he see the wrighting on the wall
he turns his heand and said
i sorry for what i done to you
can you forgive me
b/c i still in love whit you