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As my patience grows thinner each day you seem to grow farther away the distance is outstanding yet you seem not to notice at all none do anymore The life of me was handed -of all people-to fate It seems as if a lifetime has passed even since we spoke but I remember in the darkest nights why I wish to be alone I am incapable and unwilling to tell the secrets of my heart yet still I last on through each insufferable day because though my heart is weak my soul will not be handed over to that of an indecisive, time consuming and the most torturous of people Fate has not beat me Everyday is a challenge I take but I feel even through the fog I can still see though everyone around me has seen nothing for as long as they are blind I will be forever stuck in oblivion where none see but all can hear yet none can hear my screams none can see my tears none could ever know the pains of my heart And none could ever understand For the blind know more than they only few can even tell I am here though of all my dearest Hero has seen all he sees though you are blind Though you are oblivious to the pain he sees right through me he knows me better than I know myself Since none can see as he does none know as he does and neither do you you have not the slightest clue that I even am here yet I am the first he notices For some days I wish I had more strength But today I only wish you and everyone else could see and then maybe you could see the true side of me
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Oct 23, 2013
Oct 23, 2013 at 12:28 AM UTC
Oblivion and Thy Ghostly Self
As my patience grows thinner each day you seem to grow farther away the distance is outstanding yet you seem not to notice at all none do anymore The life of me was handed -of all people-to fate It seems as if a lifetime has passed even since we spoke but I remember in the darkest nights why I wish to be alone I am incapable and unwilling to tell the secrets of my heart yet still I last on through each insufferable day because though my heart is weak my soul will not be handed over to that of an indecisive, time consuming and the most torturous of people Fate has not beat me Everyday is a challenge I take but I feel even through the fog I can still see though everyone around me has seen nothing for as long as they are blind I will be forever stuck in oblivion where none see but all can hear yet none can hear my screams none can see my tears none could ever know the pains of my heart And none could ever understand For the blind know more than they only few can even tell I am here though of all my dearest Hero has seen all he sees though you are blind Though you are oblivious to the pain he sees right through me he knows me better than I know myself Since none can see as he does none know as he does and neither do you you have not the slightest clue that I even am here yet I am the first he notices For some days I wish I had more strength But today I only wish you and everyone else could see and then maybe you could see the true side of me
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Oct 23, 2013
Oct 23, 2013 at 12:28 AM UTC
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