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I am left to wonder
Are you watching the rainbow?
Are you taking a train?
Are you in your happy place?
I know you
The high road you chose
Leaves your heart comatose
Helpless, you become
Muted screams; no one to hears
No one yields to your call
Let me in
Not a dare, not a request:
Let me speak to your silent thought
Let me pull you into my mind
My attempt to rescue you from the fall
from where you drowned, a private hell
My hello will light the way
Follow my voice
into the quiet:
A script unwritten
No rehearsal, just pure intentions
Tell me:
What's on your mind?
What are you thinking?
~
This reads like a soft reaching hand through the dark. The way you pair questions with quiet invitations makes it feel both intimate and urgent, like a lifeline being thrown. It’s tender, yet strong—like someone refusing to give up on another soul.
I love this vivid and honest feedback. Thank you for appreciating my poetry.