I close my eyes.
Red Light
Turns Green.
I count One, Two, Three
When I open my eyes.
You aren't closer,
In fact,
You're far,
far,
far,
a w a y
YOU ARE READING
NORMAL THINGS | Poetry
PoetryMy thoughts are too crazy to be said. And too loud to be unheard. ~ A Collection of Revised Poetry ~
