Im sorry I cant see you
I was born like this
With no eyes to cry
And no hands to make fist
Im sorry I cant see you
But your presence like a mist
It envelopes me and cools me down
You give my soul a gentle kiss
Im sorry I cant see you
But I still feel the sun
Its only close when I love my most
So tell me you’re the one
Im sorry I cant see you
And all the fun things you do
If the moon didn't talk about you so much
I wouldn’t have had a clue
Im sorry I cant see you
But if I did it’d be no fun
I’d see you perfect in everyway
And tell you to throw me away
I’m sorry I cant see you
Because I wont open my eyes
I'm sorry I cant feel you
My hands are bloody with lies
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Author:
hexfully (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 11th, 2025 19:08
- Comment from author about the poem: This poem was generated from the thought that I loved someone so much that I wasn't able to see them. I wasn't mad I was forgetting their face because their spirit now lives with me
- Category: Forgiveness
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Comments4
I really love this piece and your metapors are beautiful...if the moon didn't talk so much about you, I wouldn't have a clue....masterpiece!! Thank you for sharing.
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A well written piece reminding us Love can blind us, with a cracking last line, enjoyed the read
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You are very welcome
A haunting but very different take on obcessive passion and its effects. Lovely images and use of metaphor. Very nicely done
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Love it
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