The Unspoken

January 3, 2010
By , bel air, MD
Start the car
Let’s get out of here
I told you to stop
Put down that beer

But yet I have the mark
The everlasting scar
I remember the old you
But now I don’t know who you are

You faked a personality
A person I would believe
But you are a monster
A concept no one else will conceive

They have to live this life
To understand my shoes
They don’t have this knowledge
The continuous bruise

And yet I will remain ceased
For they will figure it out
That you never loved me
Yourself, that’s all you cared about

Live in your shadow
I refuse that life
I escaped so quickly
Before you drew the knife

Stab my heart, you did
Metaphorically of course
And yet I’m a book
The only real source

They come at me with questions
Asking if the rumors are real
But I keep my mouth closed
My heart, that’s where the answers will conceal

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Cookie.K said...
Sept. 6, 2012 at 10:16 pm
its amazing! don't let anyone tell you otherwise
-143_ily. said...
Feb. 3, 2011 at 4:28 pm
This is really good. I love it, it has a good message in it. I'm sorry that you had to go through that pain and hurt. I really am. Poetry is how I vent whats on my mind too. And your dad can never take poetry away from you! keep writing. :)
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