Fence
Your words are like the stars;
they don't always make sense.
You try to heal my scars, but
instead you hit a fence.
A fence that is too high.
We both know it's true.
Even so, you try.
Why can't you get through?
I'm feeling so alone.
You're nowhere in sight.
Your footsteps once shone.
Die crying, I might.
The cure for my sickness
is not able to be.
So now I've decided
to sleep peacefully.
by
fruitloop199posted on 11/13/2009
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