I see you

Clouded thoughts

Impaired vision

I seek to find

I ache to feel

Wounded and bleeding

Begging to have

Craving to taste

I need to have

I want to touch

Too far to reach

Unable to touch

I’ll always wonder

Are you out there?

Blind eyes

Deaf hearing

Do I still sense you?

Will I ever know to?

Misty minded

Murky hearted

I still know you

I still see you

Raging Staccato


About obialone
I'm random and unwise. I'm always seeking wisdom in its simplest form. I'm scared of not being scared, so I find ways to terrify myself. I care about everything, and I'm interested in all things. I reserve the right to change my mind, anytime. So in most cases I find it best to humble my opinion

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