Home

Out of Touch

Folder: 
Dark

 

So far away;

 

From this reality I’ve built.

 

I shuffle with a head full of clouds

 

And exhilaration that wilts.

 

 

 

So far away,

 

I habitually lock life up.

 

So no one can see;

 

So no one can touch.

 

 

 

So far away,

 

I attempt to reach.

 

For other longing Forgottens

 

That have been breached.

 

 

 

So far away,

 

Yet so, so, close.

 

Oh these feelings I cast out,

 

They stain the most.

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Where my indiffernce dwells, where I search for others that get me.

View truthintragedies's Full Portfolio
  • Login to post comments
  • 323 reads

last updated 10 September 2015 - 9:50pm
©14 August 2014 - 5:15pm — truthintragedies
14 June 2015 - 2:02pm — KindredSpirit
KindredSpirit's picture

I love what I've seen

It just shows 

Words mean something.

( unless you are a politician )  ha ha

14 June 2015 - 1:01am — lizardking
lizardking's picture

hiding in a shell

im in love with your poetry

15 August 2014 - 1:49pm — allets
allets's picture

Not Out of Touch . . .

 

 

with a solid style, consistent, piercing, and original. Enjoyed. Welcome addition to the roster at pp. Encore! Encore! - Just Bein' Stella

 

.

 

 

 

 

16 August 2014 - 7:03pm — truthintragedies
truthintragedies's picture

Thanks so much :) Means a lot

Thanks so much :) Means a lot to me.

 

**if it's an eye for an eye, then we'll all go blind.**