Some words should not have titles
They should remain unspoken
But whom am I to say
I breathe with my words
They are all I have...
Because no one seems to understand
Feelings which I can express:
Yes I am in pain
No it isn't you
I'm scared of what's to come
Scared of what is true
I don't know how to speak
Or tell you what I feel
I'm not sure I even know
I am at a loss for what is next
I'm scared of losing you
Poetry by Sandalgal (Tegan Silanskas) - All poetry is original unless noted. This blog is a display of writing free-verse poetry without bounds.
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
True Reflections
Never a smile
Always a curt
Straight mouthed sign
Of disappointed bitterness.
I hope you see the mirror
The glass you've so often
Tried to shatter with your coldness
Because it still reflects the truth
As it always will
That deep inside
You are hollow
You care for naught
And all things are clear
Because your own mask
Can't even hide
The empty soul
That resides within.
Always a curt
Straight mouthed sign
Of disappointed bitterness.
I hope you see the mirror
The glass you've so often
Tried to shatter with your coldness
Because it still reflects the truth
As it always will
That deep inside
You are hollow
You care for naught
And all things are clear
Because your own mask
Can't even hide
The empty soul
That resides within.
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