I Deny Me Poem by James McLain

Yes, i am afraid of what others may think, so
i run away and hide behind, there mask of bitter pain.
I was told, to feel alive is to be dead, never to glow in life
is to never, flow in rivers of milk, yet i do, must try.
Some pref ere pain, whisky drugs, yet you know of me and mine.
You do not know me, yet you do, so i blush still to sow, a few grains to walk inside.
You tremble me so bad, i shake, i walk by the vine, your grape, is to
call me, so i run with you in smiles.
Your day is my night, my night is still bright, i do not run from the sun
yet i cry for the one, when i am not inside, you smile and lay with me a
while, i blush and thank you for the smile, returned to me, unfolds
the rose inside of you.
I stutter around you, you make me blush, i tremble you, sigh and try again, just for the smile in one a kind, can bring just for a while.

i check the wine you grow.