Ray Southworth


Biography of Ray Southworth

My poems are created without a conscious thought. Words come to me and pour into my fingers as I write them. Those close to me know that I create from within me and true. They also know that I only publish them because if they stayed on paper then they still only exist in my mind. I do not post in hopes for or have a need for comments either good or bad. It's a release for me that allows me some peace within myself knowing that these words are out there, somewhere to be read.

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Sorrow

I build these walls so no one can see,
Who is the real me?
I stay inside and hide all day,
And watch life fade away.

Scared and lonely yet still I wait,
Knowing all the time that it is my fate.
Try and try as you may,
You will not make me sway.

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