Looking through the mirror
Nothing has ever been clearer.
Slowly sweeping
Like tidal waves sleeping
And grains of sand come to rest
As you're faith is put to the test
But don't climb too high
Or you'll never find out why
Even when you look into the mist
You find that magic doesn't exist
And the disappointment won't end
Even if you round the bend
YOU ARE READING
Hopelessly
PoesieThe difference between this time and others, Is that they were all wrong. This feeling keeps me up at night Because it once felt so right. But it took me so long To find out I was wrong. And there you go again, Pulling at heartstrings. Once again, c...
