___________
you only live in my imagination.
___________i could find my way
to you
with my eyes closed.
led my hands through
the dark, up your chilled
body with only my
touch, though.
the night is thick
with a soft and scratchy voice,
i cant really recognize it?
why cant i recognize it
now im crying with
my eyes closed.
tears flood in the dark
when no one sees the chaos
especially you, you don't see it
but i know that you
know you caused it
everytime
i find my way back
to you except only when my
eyes are closed.
YOU ARE READING
IN A MINUTE (2017)
Thơ ca101 poems. #190 in poetry triggering content: disclaimer in first chapter. © natalie whatley. "cringeful" started: 12/22/17 ended: n/a