I wish you'd listen more,
Tired of these silent days when I can say something but my mind says otherwise and I don't.
From start to finish,
I'd like to say something.
But I have no one to listen
Because what do I know?
It feels to far away,
When I can't speak.
Everything feels colorless,
And I'd just wish someone would listen to what I have to say.
Because there is a lot.
Is there someone out there who can hear me?
Lost and hurt just like me.
Are you draining all the blood at once?
From the surface,
Someone who knows.
What it's like; stuck in phase one.
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One Mind
PoetryA collection of whimsical travels inside the mind and into deeper thoughts.
