You're out of reach
Like the surface above my head
My arms stretch up
But only my fingers brush you
I struggle where others can tread water
The world around me only grows darker
Because you're so far out of my reach
And I don't know how to swim
YOU ARE READING
I'm Fine
PoetryA bunch of depressing poems. Don't read them if you don't want to know about my dark side. Update: Oooooh so edgy, Finn
