My Confession

January 2, 2009
The mirror captured me
The whispered truths from my lips, made me
See things hidden,
Silenced for so long.
In depth of my soul

The love I found there wasn't new,
Wasn't pretty,
Wasn't perfect.
No, I found love used, blind, tortured
But love all the same.
Love I've ran from, lied to.

Forced to admit, to sacrifice my heart,
I now own nothing.

This pain is mine to bear,
Mine to love,
Mine to lose.

You want none of it,
The sorrow and the tears
You're blind to the bliss
Buried beneath your own weight.

But tell me now, friend.
If you knew,
Would you care?

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BC said...
Jan. 8, 2009 at 4:07 pm
Nice to read a non-sappy love poem!
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