Tears staining cheeks
Walking away into a distant future.
I try to climb and tug pulling you back.
But my frail arms do nothing but push you further
So I'm forced to be alone in a mind that destoys my ever being
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts Unsaid
PoesíaThese poems are the things I hold in and wait to write, They are the thoughts that are unsaid. - I hope you can enjoy these and read them through a new light, I'm not a writer officially but this is a dream of mine. Any support given is very much...
