During your brightest days
i shielded your eyes from the sunlight
in hope
that you would enjoy your day in the slightest
Throughout your darkest night
i set flames
to building and forests
so that you might be able to see the beauty within
During our conversations
my voice travles to worlds end
trying so hard to even catch your attenetion for a moment
My attempt
at untangeling and untwisting veins
that portray thoughts and imagination
are unseccessful
leaving you nothing
but a
pathetic
puddle of endless self-torture
and a ball of
unessesary
insecurities
Your amount of suffering
baffles me
as does the fact that no matter my efforts
there is no svaing you..
not from yourself
not from the world
or friends
or family
or monsters
or anything that posses even the smallest threat
because you wont let me.
you wont let me be your flam in the dark
you wont let me be your shade in the sun
Or your umbrella during a storm
I must come to terms with the fact that you can only
try
so hard
until you realize your efforts
are never going to be good enough
no matter how bad it hurts
YOU ARE READING
my pomes
Poesíathis is just a collection of my poems that I wrote so please read and I hope you like them
