I listen to your weeping
I see your always sleeping
I'm sorry
I should be there
But I don't know where
You're so far away
I'm sorry
I listen to your tears
About the way you escape your fears
How did you get to be this way
Your addiction
Everything I seem to hear is contradiction
I'm sorry.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
PoesiaPoetry is so often overlooked by society. It tells secrets never before told, so deep and dark and painfully honest. You must only read and think, then you'll know and understand. This is my collection of secrets, all sprawled out for you to feast u...
