Ten walls,
Or was it a hundred,
I stand by myself
Lost in an endless reflections;
Still reality now on hold.
But of my soul,
Only glimpses flashes through.
YOU ARE READING
The Romantic- anthology of poems
PoetryThis is poem is my first writing due to the persistence of my best friend. It's kinda emotional though... I hope you like it. NOTE: all images are downloaded from deviantart
