Jul 12, 2004 21:18
I sit I stand
they misunderstand
my actions
reactions...
they vary
some scary
others mild
heart of a child
invisible tears
unheard of fears
no eye contact
avoiding the facts
laughing, crying...
screaming, dying
innocent jokes...
loss of hope
leave me alone
I yell, I moan
blood begins
someone grins
they watch me bleed
no sympathy
no one knows...
the pain, it grows
my heart has died...
my emotions hide
fetile postition
only suspition
lingers deep inside
and it grinds
the thin line
that confines
the pieces
left in the creases
of the pages
witholding the mazes
who's pathways
lead to the days
of when I felt
as if I would melt
when our eyes locked
when I had my special rock
then fate stepped in
my world spinned
my rock was taken from me
somewhere else I had to be
and now my heart remains
curled up...so much strain
no longer can I feel
will I never heal?
the wheels of time move on
what I had is gone
and I find myself loosing control
as the time I spend with him grows
maybe I can begin
start over again
yet my heart conveys
that the answers lay
within these closed creases
and broken pieces
shut up tight
out of sight
and it curls up tighter
no longer a fighter
cradled by my thoughts
as it lays to rot...