
Staring at a rainbow, trying to see the shine.
Looking with all 3 eyes, I think I am starting to go blind.
I don't see what's not there.
Dull inside, riddled with despair.
I saw all the colours before I did.
But as I got closer they all seem to have hid.
Now I see shadows of torment and refrain.
Twisted in knots haunted by the pain.
I may have seen it all along and knew.
But somehow I believed I could break through.
Now though I see, to myself I was not true.
In the rain again I stand, my heart in my hand.
Watching it beat, yet not feeling the pulse.
Have I sent you somewhere tragic and false?
I'm sorry my friend, but we do now know.
Not all inner shines match their outer glow.
-Instincts-
"it's not about what you know. It's about what you feel. Listen to your Instincts!"
About the Creator
Instincts
Writing since the age of 7. My soul longs to put pen to paper and cast my melodies into the air. I am here to remind you of yourself and all the greatness within you. I am here to remind you of your Instincts. Listen to your Instincts!




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