The Stranger I Always Knew

January 21, 2009
By Anonymous

I stand away from the mirror
All of this noise makes it so I can't hear
But I guess its better that I can't hear the whispers
Every time I reach for a hand all I get are splinters

Alone I stand away from pain
But replaced by cold darkness from all the rain
Changes never happen on the surface
Inside I'm feeling like a circus
One big tent with so much going on but there always an end to it all
Now all the act will fall

Safety nets disappear
It's time to face my fear
To see what all the hurting and shivering has done
How long has it been since my soul saw the sun

I lift the veil
In the glasses reflection I look so pale
Shriveled skin and scars make it so that I'm ugly
I let this demon take over me

Now all I can do is look for a life I can change
So that someone else may release me from this cage
Because as far as I'm concerned
Behind bars is where I should be condemned

Life just isn't worth living in freedom if you don't know what to do with it
I'm like an ocean and in a puddle is where I'm trying to fit
Because it's pointless to show everyone who you are
When all you care about is the one person who gave you a scar
But for sure I know this much is true
I guess I'm the stranger I always knew

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Hingachrist said...
on Mar. 11 2010 at 6:32 am
I love this Poem, a touching piece, I love the fact that it is from a small town Maine writer adds so much feeling to the piece.


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