12/08/02; 10/24/06
If I could, I would show you my peace;
the deep waters untouched by your blows
And if I had my way, you'd see in my eyes
the blankness that constitutes my disconcern.
The phone calls we'd have would be carefree
(if you'd muster the guts to answer them).
And you'd hear me laugh and imagine
the true joy that makes me smile like that.
I could be so strong, like a fortress
You could count on my unbiased opinions
I'd convince you my wound was a scratch...
but I never was good at pretending
the deep waters untouched by your blows
And if I had my way, you'd see in my eyes
the blankness that constitutes my disconcern.
The phone calls we'd have would be carefree
(if you'd muster the guts to answer them).
And you'd hear me laugh and imagine
the true joy that makes me smile like that.
I could be so strong, like a fortress
You could count on my unbiased opinions
I'd convince you my wound was a scratch...
but I never was good at pretending
posted by Superjan @ 3:05 PM
3 Comments:
At 9:55 PM,
Anonymous said…
I miss your laughter
At 12:57 PM,
Keller said…
This is a tough poem to comment on. Sounds like you went through a rough time. I trust that He'll guide you through the waters of healing. I hope this week will be better for you.
At 7:42 PM,
Anonymous said…
praying that, tho it has been a struggle, you'll do awesome on your exam on Tuesday
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