Trials of life

I sit beside my self,
questioning life's trials.

I put my mind out collectively.
I listen to the whispers ,

crinkles set in across your face.
Nothing I say or do makes
things right, just worse between us.

I'm at a lost for words
for everthing seems upside down.

I step out of my shoes and
look in from your view.

Everything is faint. Your standing grounded, concealed from my view.

Will you let me into your
composition or shall I poise
alone and be perplexed.

Thinking that the two of us will perpetual get along. I see you
in afflication yet my admission to your heart is restricted.

Written By,
alese