What is this?
This presence that blinds me
Teases me and takes me
Oh what have you brought,
That makes this dead heart quiver?
I see you in the distance so far away
You are what I need to bring me back to life.
Your presence is my resurrection for I am from the dead.
But you will never hear my voice or see me at your side
You look the other way your eyes show no concern
Blood has tainted my hands and darkness consumed my soul
Yet you are always there to save me…so why act like you don‘t care?
When I am drowning you reach out and breathe life back into me.
When I am crying you hold me tight against your chest, never to let go.
When I am dying your light saves me from my own anguish.
So why act like you don’t care?
When I truly know you do…I know you do.
I see you everywhere I go behind those shadowed halls
Am I following you?
Or are you following me?
I close my eyes and wish for it to be true,
Wishing that you can see me the way I see you.
I feel my dead heart pounding and feel this presence once again.
What is this?
This presence that blinds me
Teases me and takes me
Oh what have you brought,
That makes this dead heart quiver?
My first poem I posted here so yeah...comments? critic?
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