I listen for sounds of night
Of familiarity
I listen for my thoughts
I fear I have nothing to give
My fear is the face that constantly betrays
That, when I look in the mirror
Stares back as I turn away
Im so used to you
That I no longer look
Once upon a time
I peered over the edge
I closed my eyes, and I fell
But your face was gone
Silent when you let me go
I fear I have nothing to give
But I don't fear you,
The faceless god in a looking glass
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Author:
MrNobody40 (
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Comments3
A poem with so many familiar feelings in it. It evokes a sense of life that just goes on and gets away somehow. Very nicely written
A feeling of its always been the same and life goes on, enjoyed the read
Excellent write
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