We shared dreams
or so it seemed
We shared
happy laughter, smiles beamed.
but soon became tearful streams.
We shared what
we believed was love
but when tested
we found that wasn't enough.
Choosing words carefully
to not upset,
upset brought attack.
Hearing eggshells crack
at every little word footstep.
Under pressure of each word.
those crumbling walls
start to let the light shine through,
beaming between the holes
that appear on their
worn skin
and my skin was worn thin.
Eggshell thin.
Choosing to stay in shadows,
never letting light breach,
because once it had me in reach
it burned.
Disagreement just defeat,
You’d never listen to words
that others speak,
nor take truth as true
if it didn’t suit your view.
So, when I fell silent
was it any surprise to you?
Accusations flying around
like poison tipped arrows,
flipping through the air,
Was it really that you cared,
or did your heart
just feel empty and bare,
When I was not sat there
to nod, smile and stare.
Like a sleight of hand
the way you'd twist
a message of love
into a deceit.
Flipping meanings
to make
Them seem deceiving,
How you'd take
the corpse of hope
and let the vultures feast.
Ripping feelings
into torn fragments,
worn old garments,
barely covering
tired skin.
You called it love.
Control
was a better word.
You called it love.
Fear
was more apt.
You had me
feeling trapped
in a skin
that no longer fit me.
Listening to my own words
being distorted.
Hearing my thoughts
misreported.
Telling me
I don't know my own mind,
when I've walked through
its minefield plains
all my life.
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