We know each other, yet not at all
And I hold on to the thought that one day he might fall
For I see him for all that he can be
A bitter sweet, yet joyfully, enduring memory.
And he too seems to see me, but he is blind
For I know someday I will play on his mind
But until that day, I'll endeavor to wish upon a star
Knowing that 'one day' forever won't seem so far.
For my mind is an open field of dreams
And when he treads through, things are always how it seems
A deep footprint left plaguing heavily in my head
It's there when I live and even when I sleep in my bed.
Entrapped within my thoughts is how I feel
The sight of prison bars would only make it real
And if it were a room, I'd get up and leave
But there's no door to my mind that I can concieve.
So I'll just sit tight and allow the record to play
For it seems to be on repeat, as I never know what to say
And until forever comes, entrapped is how I shall stay.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem