My eyes are the voice My ears are the vision I lurk like a shark I come out when I need too Dark and gloomy hands Hands that wonder to see whose there I sit here waiting for a glimpse of light But I know it will never come I am the open ocean.
My eyes are the voice My ears are the vision I lurk like a shark I come out when I need too Dark and gloomy hands Hands that wonder to see whose there I sit here waiting for a glimpse of light But I know it will never come I am the open ocean.
I like this its simple and easy to understand
This poem is emotional in a good way.
Good Job.