A Hard Head With Love In The Eyes

Wed, 07/08/2015 - 06:45 -- Aldae

I feel like a mime, doing eye-catching sign language to someone that is legally blind, but hopelessly I'll continue to look,
praying that the focus of our 2 eyes eventually combine. And my pride is crying, cause I know I'm a fool for still trying. To deaf ears, wise and obvious words are spoken, but my mind is trapped inside of a thick skin, and a skull that is not easily broken.


Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.


If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741