Nothing is clearly what it seams

Nothing is clearly what is seams
Its slipping away
It keeps slipping away
Leaving my hands empty

The meaning is missing is anyone lessening
Its slipping awake
Its slipping away
It keeps slipping
Leaving my scenes empty
wanting and without

The meaning is within
but waiting is a chore
It keeps slipping, slipping away with me
Scenes are dying leaving me
Its slipping away, slipping away with me

Leaving on a dying wish and a dream

About Amanda Shelton

I write, and I do digital art. My life is never too boring, I think too much for my life to be nothing but interesting. I always put myself into my writing, so if you want to know how I think then just read my poetry, and short stories. Also I am brutally honest, and I love everyone unconditionally. No one is a stranger to me, I will treat you like I treat everyone else, like family.
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