The urge to tell you something is strong;
To make all the hurt go away,
To always make you smile,
To make your days brighter,
To be the center of your existence,
To make you feel better with just my touch.
But, how unfortunate.
That the chains that bind me to this tower,
Will not allow me to grace myself in your presence.
I'm afraid that it only keeps getting darker.
For the windows of life they have shut...
I sit far from the walls for they are cracked.
Only a little longer they will crumble,
And my feeble heart they will shatter.
The noises torment me.
But, don't worry my dear.
The wind will blow a new dawn to you,
That will always remind you;
Of how much i have loved you,
For forever it understands
My message for you.
YOU ARE READING
Thought Wave
PoetryA compilation of words that make sense to me. Most are reflections and alternate perspectives to my reality. So yeah here's a part of how my mind interprets situations... Only in poetry
