Can you see my efforts? I guess you can't I was there in your darkest hours But you didn't see me My presence? All over that place I tried to decipher Yet you don't want me to I tried to pick you up Yet you rejected my hand I try everything to make you smile Yet you keep on thinking negative things When will this ever end? When? Answer me I guess, it's all you, You've been faking it all along A mist traveling on it's own.
So I started to write what I feel right now. Sorry for not putting some rhymes, it's unorthodox kind of poetry.
I walked in a path full of knives and thorns just to make it through you, yet you don't want me to enter. 3/26/15