Staring at the ceiling vicariously
Wondering if your thinking
Of me
Loss of words, red and warm
My thoughts turn grey wondering
How were you really feeling today?
They twist and turn with the grey
In the back of my mind
I hope you don't see me
As I see myself
I hope you don't lose me
Like I lost myself
My mirror turned into a question
My eyes drift as the grey thought lessens
YOU ARE READING
In My Head In My Heart ~Love Poetry~
PoetryFeel free to comment. I have been working on these poems for a really long time and I believe its my time to share them. I am a young writer who wants to be a poet when I get older. Please no hate and if you dislike something I will take it into con...
