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Oct 2016
Blinded,
insightful at times
the opaqueness of my mind
impenetrable and devoid of thought
and I thought I was the one

Take my hand,
give me sight, give me love
give me yourself and I will not run
my multi purpose heart a serrated edge
and I thought you were the one

Not the same,
it's no home without you here
lacking in presence and feeling
reeling in pain, nothings real
and I thought we were the ones

Wake up,
eyes blackout curtains, draw apart
to let you in but I can't keep you long
like speckles of dust in sunlight
and I know you're the one
Finley in Despair
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Finley in Despair
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