He can
Pour his heart into
Ink and
Whispers
Yet otherwise, his
Voice
Falters
For words.
He can
Pour his heart into
Ink and
Whispers
Yet otherwise, his
Voice
Falters
For words.
All of the sudden,
My steps
They falter.
One after
Another.
I am
Tripping and falling.
I see your silhouette in the distance.
I wait,
Barely breathing.
Seeing
If you will realize.
I seem to have fallen
So
Far
Behind.