You tread water
below sea level
just out of reach
but always in view.
A wall of ice
always from you.
Filed under Poems
Tagged as Depression, Love, Poem
A frozen wall
a gentle heart
it keeps me
swim in coldest blue
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I keep coming back and reading this. ❤
Dark self analysis..
Maybe those few
will never be true . . .
but those who truly care
will always be there . . .
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