Truth or Nothing
My eyes hurt from crying
My heart hurts from holding it in
And still I can’t tell you
Because I dread the hurt you’d feel
The hurt I would cause if you knew
So I walk past, holding my breath as you ask
What’s wrong?
You can sense something
You must know
Only a mother can notice a quiet change
When did you notice?
Was it when I let out a sniffle?
Said my allergies were the cause of my blood shot eyes?
The eyes that had seen a nonstop flow of salty tears, that forced me to catch my breath
The same eyes that focused on yours, and said I was okay
When did you know?
Do you know?
What do you think was wrong?
Can I even ask without admitting there was something wrong?
My eyes still hurt from crying
And my heart squeezes in anger for holding it in
But I still can’t tell you
Because I’d dread the hurt you’d feel
So I’ll take the pain, just to spare you my truth
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- I am on a journey, as are most people. My path splits: becoming who I am destined to be, and also sharing the truth of where I have been. I AM TRAVELING TO ME.
Showing posts with label Holding On. Show all posts
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Sunday, October 15, 2017
Truth or Nothing
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Monday, November 25, 2013
How far (Holding on to something that isn't there)
Questions seem to be what continue running through your head whenever you're trying to escape. Escape the fact you have NO answers to them.
How far would you dare to go
Before you realized you could not swim?
How fast would you tread
Knowing the waves would not stop pushing?
Would that even matter?
If the place you wanted to go was below?
Underneath the surface of your own
Being? Trapped, screaming with inflamed lungs
Witnessing no panic
But glimmering eyes of passed sadness
Could you take in every bit of your hoped for life?
As you sensed the frigid shock of water crashing?
Stop in mid shiver to wonder about the deep?
Forget ALL and greet the unknown?
How far would you dare to go
Before you realized you never needed to swim?
Just fall and let go
Of everything that weighed you down, above
Open your eyes, heart and lungs to
A world with NO plagued memories
Just a clean path
Far beneath the surface
Why is it that when you close your eyes, in attempt to concentrate on change, nothing does? And when you open those same eyes, everything is passing? Except your own thoughts.
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How far would you dare to go
Before you realized you could not swim?
How fast would you tread
Knowing the waves would not stop pushing?
Would that even matter?
If the place you wanted to go was below?
Underneath the surface of your own
Being? Trapped, screaming with inflamed lungs
Witnessing no panic
But glimmering eyes of passed sadness
Could you take in every bit of your hoped for life?
As you sensed the frigid shock of water crashing?
Stop in mid shiver to wonder about the deep?
Forget ALL and greet the unknown?
How far would you dare to go
Before you realized you never needed to swim?
Just fall and let go
Of everything that weighed you down, above
Open your eyes, heart and lungs to
A world with NO plagued memories
Just a clean path
Far beneath the surface
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