I wanted more from you than you even had.
How does a man fall so hard and become so blind.
Is it because of a darkness inside of you,
That some how blinds me?
Now I swim in puddles of madness.
Never completely immersed,
But covered none the less.
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Lovely metaphore, puddles says so many things, I like your minimalistic writng
i am sad to say i have been on both sides of these feelings.... mostly giving unknowingly. good work
Once again in few words you have managed to paint a clear image in my mind. Well done
is it true that there is no place never visited... it is my place... any one else was an intruder..! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Striking images here!