Restless nigths
when letters become words and words become poemsArchive for Who’s gonna?
Who’s gonna?
Who’s gonna surf
on your selfmade wave?
Who’s gonna enter
your black little cave?
Who’s gonna talk to you
when you just walk away?
Who’s gonna trust you
when you always betray?
Who’s gonna drown
in your dark blue sea?
Who’s gonna water
your dieing three?
Who’s gonna believe you
when you always lie?
Who’s gonna know you
when you’re in disguise?
Who’s gonna help you
when you can’t breathe?
Who’s gonna help you
in the hour of need?
This poem is also inspired by a U2 song. It’s taken from Achtung Baby and it’s called Who’s gonna ride your wild horses. That song is a beautiful song.
The spirit of this poem, what I wanted to say with it, is that you got to be carefull of what you do. If you act bad, treat other badly, it might come right back at you. And then, what are you gonna do? Do you think people will help you?
