The Deceiver

I am running,

Faster,

Faster.

Trying desperately to reach

You.

Only to figure out

That you

are

Unreachable.

Too late.

I am grasping

At

Nothing but

The mist,

Searching through nothing

But

The dark.

Reviews

[Collyn]

I love this. "Only to figure out that you are unreachable" When I read this the first time, I was thinking that it was talking about a person that you could not reach. But then, I read it again and thought for a minute, and I interpreted this unreachable thing as happiness. I struggle with depression and this poem kind of described how it feels. Beautifully written and great flow. Marvelous piece overall. Great work!

[Skylar Rose]

Thank you so much! I appreciate that you took the time to figure out what it means to you. I think for different people, something like this could mean many things. I understand depression, or at least as much as I can, I am working through it currently, too. Writing really helps me, so I hope that other people can be inspired. Thank you so much for your review !