i live in my own world
made of fragile things
things like feelings paper thin
and ready to rip
you look at me
i stand tall
and straight
breath calm and even paced
inside there is no peace
my mind plays tricks on me
fools me into feeling safe
hides the sores that never heal
i look at you and before you
speak
i hear the words that break
like glass across my face
I hear the words that break.. lovely and beautiful. please read my new poems and say something.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nicely written heartfelt poem. All the emotions of seeing a past love comes through nicely. Well done!