I have a question for you...
Would you answer it in truth?
Would you tell me what I want to hear or what I need to hear?
Do you know what goes on inside my mind?
Can you see beyond my glass eye gates?
It's a jungle of shadows in there,
With ripping and nashing at every turn.
In the center sits a lonely boy,
Waiting for that one glimmer of hope to help him.
He's been protected by someone who lives above,
but longs for the sweet feelings he gets from the ones he loves.
So the boy waits there,
I think he is waiting for you.
Are you going to help him,
and take him out of that shadows that threatens to swallow him?
But this is not my question,
It's just the story to show whats there.
I want to ask if you know how he feels when you say two words...
Those words are "I know"...
The knowledge of the feeling behind those words,
does nothing to help the feeling of fear that he gets.
Because once upon a time, those words were used to destroy the worlds inside,
Those words created the jungle of shadows inside him.
But it wasn't your words that cause so much pain,
And I don't know why they cause them it to resurface.
I just want you to know that those two words, "I know",
Those words said with the same feeling behind them that he has for you,
When he tells you that he loves you,
Tears him to pieces everytime he hears it.
I just wanted you to know....
I just wanted you to know....
Author notes
I wrote this when I wasn't feeling well. It draws heavily on that fact and it draws on past that I should let go. But I let it resurface and I, like I should have done a long time ago, let this fear go.
The person this is for already knows about it and we have talked about it. There's more behind this than what is written here and we discussed that as well.
Above all, I hope that you enjoy this....
A contest entry
- Pre-write Mania for all! Give me your favorites! by Salt Therapy.
375 points, ended December 28, 2007, 80 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
I just wanted you to know...
Comments
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Never too often...
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I know that this really won't be very heartfelt, so I'm sorry in advance. The good and the bad have balanced, so this is the turn for better or worse.
I really like what you've wrote here. I don't quite understand, but I hope everything is working out for you. You are my brother, so you have my sympathies (as best as I can give), an ear to speak to, and if need be, a shoulder. I can offer you no more and no less.
Be well, my brother, and always stand tall. You weren't meant to cower in the dark.
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