nicolibellamont

Through These Eyes

 

Through these eyes that shine
In my perfect sky
I could see for miles
Sullen shaped and swollen
And a smile that's worn
For days
I could see for miles
Cracked and covered in haze
I could see for miles
And through this endless wake
Tired and torn I stayed
Every bit of nothing left
I could see for miles

Comments2

  • kevin browne

    I hope in those distant miles that it brings you eveything you need...

    • nicolibellamont

      It usually does somehow. Thank you for reading.

    • dusk arising

      The seer in you reaching out to the future and maybe realising what you are and how you fit into the sceme of things.
      A levelling piece from you today.

      • nicolibellamont

        Or maybe failing at the attempt to be something I'm not. Thank you for reading.



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