Onwards Poem by Guy Northam

Onwards



I hunt for you, we go unnoticed;
I cannot calm my mind.
She shouts at me, I am in error
And corridors are blind. The wall
Heightens, she builds it up;
I am lonely in the shadow.
It is not you, it is her;
But none of us is calllow.

Monday, July 27, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: confusion
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