Saturday, May 11, 2024

Hear Me. See Me.

 

I can clearly hear you,

Yet, I am deaf on my own,

I can clearly see you,

Yet, I am blind on my own.


Deaf on my own voice,

I only listen to one sound,

Blind on my own eyes,

I only look onto myself.


The sound of my own,

Put me in danger as I listen,

As I put myself only to see,

I do not see the danger that surround.


Yet, you are still there calling,

Never stop to whisper that save me,

And you keep me in light,

Never leave me into the darkness.


Jr.




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