Narcisa

Hear My Cry

The great walk of life

To love and suffer

I’m trying to send you a message through my eyes

You never hear my cries

Am I under water?

 

I’d do anything for you to keep your light

My last and only resort is to sit here and write

I hide in my thoughts where you’re still here

I’m cornered by my own fears

Is it getting darker?

 

I smile and I dance around

I manage not to collapse to the ground

I always find myself feeling sleepy

I lock myself in and now I’m weeping

My beauty is my armor

 

He kisses me and he tastes my pain

I recite fables to him in vain

He’s caught on to my vanity

He knows I am missing parts of my sanity

I’m getting ready for my departure

 

Here I am crossing over to another path

There is no looking back

Am I a beautiful disaster?

Comments4

  • Nemo

    Very well written, heard your cry loud and clear through this 🌹

  • Saxon Crow

    Good poem. Lots of self reflection

  • myself and me

    Hope the cry unload all the pain. You are beautiful for sure, not so sure about the disaster part. Well done.

  • Goldfinch60

    There will be no disaster in your life when you write words like these.



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