!!
you
I do miss you,
it’s been awhile.
Our distance grew,
we are miles apart.
I still hold you close,
in the depths of my heart.
Trying to muster every
ounce of confidence in
this cluttered head
of mine; working up
the courage to look
into you but I just end
up in a destructive bind.
Cookie is crumbling,
the boat isn’t moving,
we’ve come to a halt,
who’s to blame who’s at fault?
What I know that is for sure,
every time I see you I easily fall,
into this hole of sadness where I painfully crawl.
We could be so much more but we’re near nothing.
That’s you and me,
something
brittle that
is hard
to see.
THE
GreaT
WaLL.
YOU ARE READING
Reflections of the Son 2008: Phantom Reality
PoetryThis is YEAR ONE of my collection of poetry made from ranging moods, styles & motifs; each telling a perspective on life, as I, the author, see it. A piece written every week in the year of 2008; totaling at 60 devious deviations with 1 bonus poem m...
