Thoughts Please
COLD BY CHOICE
I remember
there were no inhibitions
everything
was done by my volition.
Time goes by
innocence is lost beneath the wave
of our youth,
falling into memory, a grave.
Please don't tell,
I've forgotten what it's like to cry.
Being numb
is the way I keep myself alive.
I'm alone,
I'm an actress and my stage is dark.
Save me
from reflection of the mirror stark.
I know
that you think I'm hiding from what's real.
I don't care,
because it hurts me too damn much to feel.
It's my fault,
I am only by myself betrayed.
That's all right,
my debt to myself is wholly paid.
2007-11-30
06:02:47
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asked by
Evadne Soleil
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Arts & Humanities
➔ Poetry