The Real Me Poem by Rene Bennett

The Real Me

Rating: 4.5


I'm afraid
scared inside
yet, my feelings
I well hide.
Worried thoughts
tears I hold
inner pain
left untold.
Panic grips
my heart tight
as I weep
alone at night.
How I got here
I don't know
yet, my fears
will never show.
Those who read
the words I write
share the secrets
of my fright.
Face to face
you'll never see
the real person
trapped in me.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gina Onyemaechi 12 February 2006

Yes, the brevity of the lines reinforce the sense of 'access restriction'. Good write with clever use of irony. Warmly, Gina.

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Rene Bennett

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Los Angelos, California
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