Charlie-Helen Robinson

You leave me speechless
unable to breathe
you have me at my best
and leave me to seethe

When the day turns to nite
I give up the fight
take away the plight
remove it from my sight

who made you this way
angry inside wanting fight
no light in your day
lost sense of sight

you say you have healed
fold back the layer
as many have appealed
expose the player

what next he cried?
Cant we just be
I sighed.
Me?