It's right there,
I can see it,
I swear.
Shining bright against the night
I can almost reach up and grab the light
If only I could go higher
So I climb higher
And higher
I'm almost there
The faintest sparkle
The small glimmer
Burns my eyes
For all is dark
Except this light.
I can see
Reach
Feel
Love
it.
But wait,
No.
It's fading away
It was there
Then it wasn't.
My hand falls to my side,
I'm defeated inside.
I've tried so hard,
Come so far,
Put my best in every
single
thing
i
did.
Only to find,
That there
was
no
point.
I'll never make it.
It'll always be out of reach.
YOU ARE READING
Translated thoughts
PoetryJust a book where I put all the emotions I don't want to show Welcome to my head Collection of freestyle poems (The first few suck. But then they get better. I promise)
