Rebecca Maiese

Burdens Of The Past - Poem by Rebecca Maiese

I have scars on me, from my head to toe so vile to behold
No man could stand to lovingly hold me as his passion burns for release
Not for the disfiguring nature of my scars or the pain it bares to feel embraced
When I am looked upon and others see me beauty and grace in my vessel that holds
My scars and burdens are from the inside then come out of me as shame disgrace of measures untold
Still unknown fears haunt me then and now
If man will love me or if he finds me alluring frightens me into a corner
Not alive in the present but the past so a touch, a look, an embrace brings me trouble instead of grace
When I try to explain my broken heart
No man can handle it and hold it ever so tenderly so not to break

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  • Rebecca Egbert (8/9/2012 12:20:00 PM)

    awwwwww! Kelly that was a beautiful comment and a poem in itself. (Report) Reply

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  • Kelly Seale (8/9/2012 11:16:00 AM)

    The right man, would undoubtably understand, and hold you in grace, loving you unconditionally, and if you backed away into your secret world, he would wait for you to accept his love... until the end of time for the angel he loves. Simply Beautiful! ! ! !
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 9, 2012

Poem Edited: Thursday, August 9, 2012

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