I saw you,
And you saw me.
A angel with broken wings..
Choosing who,
Will be saved.
Never me..
But always you.
I'm sorry..
I saw it too.
A child,
Walking with withering limbs.
The grass so green,
So will seek.
The water so blue and see-through,
I saw it...too.
I see it
I saw it.
I can't think...
Of how much it wants to see..
But you said.
"Do you see it? I do"
I saw it too.
Alic- The withering child of withering limbs to will see...witherimg claws.
Withering eyes...
Withering legs and arms...
Body broken...
Destroyed..
And never to be seen...
Again.
I saw it too.
YOU ARE READING
poems
Poetrysome of these poems I made. some of them i didn't. when it says-own made then I made it when it says-made by ____ then someone else made it.