Stitches Poem, by Zemde, at My poetic side

I see through your disguise.

Past your flimsy applique.

To your patchwork riddled,

bursting, barely seemed,

thimble-walled eyes.

I can see how they leak.

I know that they are frayed.

Like the camel-haired thread.

I know that you're fed up

with all of this fluff

and you're afraid

of what comes up ahead.

I was, and often still am.

But even a quilt is

riddled with stitches, and

the stitches are what

Holds all of it

together. I see your scars.

I see your stitches.

Violet bluebell( used to be yellow rose) September 29th, 2021 11:10
Great writing ! Seeing the strength and the weakness .. in someone . You really expressed this nicely

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