With a hand envious of love
I could reach upon my doubts.
I'm Trapped in spiderwebs
Dreaming that these could only be cobwebs
So easily. I could break away.
and my lonesome
I wish to dread no more
I wish another to come 
Bring the cure
Wash away my lonely nights.

  • Author: phylock (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 28th, 2011 23:12
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 24
  • Users favorite of this poem: Cheeky Missy, Emi.
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  • Cheeky Missy

    Aw. I love how beautifully you expressed it. Excellent. It seems such a common cry as well.

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