Distance
+52I’m tired.
This is tearing us apart.
If I could ask for anything,
I’d ask for a new start.
You’re right,
They didn’t mean anything.
Gained my sight,
But, Lord, I cannot see.
Written words,
But you simply cannot read.
What is this?
I’m lying until I’m free’d..
Well, good night..
Hope you find some better rest.
Wake to a fright,
My heart, my love, it’s not all just a test.
This poem was written/submitted by Psuedonymous Fog.
I really liked this poem, it was beautiful, and it means something you can’t imagine to me, and to lots of people out here, very beautiful, and very meaningful,
I like it! :3