PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

i began to lack..in detail , looking into a face so unreal..reaching out so you could feel but this yearning ...the gaps in between the concrete that you couldn't ever fill but a substitute was in need to hold up , the thoughts that consumed a daily schedule because figuring out things weren't essential enough to be that easy , speaking in circles letting my unconscious self speak without any correlation to the real me so i stare in the mirror closely , hard enough to see past the skin into the neurons moving and supplementing my brain to be able to actually understand what i was looking at ..i wish my feeling were like sight but even with seeing ...understanding things are never right