Minutes trickle away,
hours slip by,
the heart just refuses to let go of you,
building a cocoon around my feelings,
no matter how much I strive,
no matter how hard I try.
I share it with no one,
no one but me,
wanting to steer clear,
fighting to be free.
Its your face that haunts me,
when the mirror do I glance,
and my hands extend to catch you,
from the world I try to snatch you,
only to fall to knees of fate that offers no second chance.
Stuck
Posted by Devil's Advocate at 10:31 AM
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