When can I meet
The person who can
Read my invisible words
Or can listen
And hear my unspoken silences
When I don't have to ask
The person who can
Read between the lines
And see behind my lies
When can I meet
The person who
Sees me for me
And accepts my awkwardness
And knows my flaws
And can be themselves
This is the person we all need
But we can never reach
Because we are blindsided
I need somebody to lean on
But what I get is broken
Because I crave you instead
And now I am stuck
And you make me weak
Because this is a vicious cycle
That I can never end
And I will just keep coming back
Over and over again
To no avail and no end
YOU ARE READING
Gracelessly
PoetryAs the tides turn, As the times change if everything is extraordinary is anything? In the end, the truth shines out all her flaws ring and shout. The moonlight shines and in it she falls gracelessly she, soulless, grays eternally The pandemonium sho...
