Cry

by Ranbow Colour   Oct 20, 2018


Outside i see a an internal dream of ecstasy
Being, believes the all the intake that it sees
Situations I've been made to live
Too many to remember
Never to see
Long lost
Gone...
Distant
That wasn't me!
One tear duct shed's the other bleeds
Begone the voice that never believes
It's me
Turn away in silence
Turn away in silence
Forgotten

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  • 1 year ago

    by Kerry Gardiner

    Very well done.

  • 2 years ago

    by Milly Hayward

    An emotional piece full of sorrow yet near the end a voice of strength. "Begone the voice that never believes" Milly x