It was my heart that tore through love and death
to be right by your side,
it was my fists that knocked out ever loser and creep
that ever caused you pain,
it was my actions that I thought kept you safe here
in my arms,
safe here with no harm,
safe with no distractions.
It was my voice that spoke through the darkness that let
the people know that you're the best person you can be,
to let them know that you're not a perfect human being,
to let them see that your eyes are heavy with guilt but could
be filled with tears, and they listened with echos,
I made sure of it.
It was my eyes that teared up when I saw the way you looked
at me through the reflection,
like I was a sight that you never wanted to see,
you spoke with such intensity that I never knew how to breathe.
You took scissors from off the bathroom sink and cut off all of our hair,
left almost bald with eyeliner streaming down your face,
with death engraved inside your heart that I kept safe,
the reflection you busted with the scissors in your hands,
dripping down so fast like quicksand,
I yell in our head to do it again,
to watch the reflection break apart,
but you stared wild-eyed and
I slowly realized,
that the person on the inside wasn't the real you.
No matter how things apear on the out side ther never the same in side. People only see what there looking at they never thing of how agly you feel in side. I have felt lost and is so deep I was going to dround but I have found theres more ti this life then what I fight. like this -Great right!
Wow ur so unique...i was confused at first but in the end it ties together! ! 10+++ DLG
Absolutely astounding write! so much pain, so young! hopefully the warrior princess inside you has calmed, if only a little. Great write, worth every bit of the lousy 10 that I'm able to give. thanx
great poem i'll say its a two thums up, it had a nice flow...to it keep up the good work
From the inside out...i think that you did great on this writing..all the feeling and emotion...looking from the outside...but lost to the inner sight of the other...awsome.....thanks.. ~^..^
Insightful poem Youngsters really do well I remember one verse written in Tamil Language, Thirukkural (421) Wisdom is a weapon to ward off destruction, it is an inner fortess which enemies can not destroy Well written dear child…keep focussing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow... i love it! very good job Tyease. =) keep it up please. =)