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I was...

Storm unveiling from eyes
Comes trickling raindrops
Down the rugged cheeks
Slipping vile through cracked lips

With trembling hands
I smash teary mascara
Lying make up messed
Uncovering truth behind

Mask broken
Slowly peeling skin
Hemorrhaging emotions
Feelings bleed
From pierced heart
With a dagger of your lies

Sitting in darkened corner
Under florescent light
Muscles tensed
Vocal chord speaks no more
Mind goes to numbing spree
Eyes pick the slack
Yelling louder than words

Bam! Suddenly, I hear complete silence
Long breathless sighs echoing
In the middle of the valley
Filled with deceitful hurt
I fall off the grace
Into the pool of dirt
I showered rubbed
But filth reflected in the mirror

…Broke the reflections into pieces
With bruised fist
And woke up sweating
Something left far behind
Buried deep in the past
So I thought
But, it keeps popping back
Ashamed I still see
Reflections of filth all over the place

But ssshhh, still can’t tell
I was ….

Author notes

Sometimes reflections never leave your sight... for night comes shadows of mine, comes following...daylight breaks shadows run to hide... waiting for the night... and it pounces back

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  • dillpickle62
    March 12, 2008

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    Wild Set of....

    emotions.
    Wow! An intense write. Author notes should always stay with this poem. ...And this should be in your next book. A very, very intense poem. Excellent.