your soul is fractured,
that, I see
from the brutal reality
I only ever wish you well
and solemnly hoped that it might somehow help
but I realize it is too late,
you have become too far away from me,
too distant for me to reach
it breaks me to know what you might be going through
with no way for me to get you out of it
and I know I'll never have the same exact emotions as you
I am no hero, I admit
I do not know how to make a change,
the laws of right and wrong must abate
the world is far too gone in its state
right or wrong? how would one know?
either could lead to a lot of trouble
just know, I'll always love you for who you are
no matter where you go
YOU ARE READING
Feeling Indigo, how about you?
PoetryJust a thing for random stuff that sometimes go through my head. I think most of these are my failure attempts at a poem but I can't really write anyway.
