Hearing your voice everywhere I go
Seeing your face in every face I know
Breaking down at the sight of you
Pick myself up so it wouldn't show
I have no idea if you do this too
All of what I said wasn't true
Get the director, the actors, and the crew
Camera ready, Action, I'm blue
Spotlight, stuck in my place, who to turn to
Every night for 1822
I need a hammer and an extra screw
Building a wall so you wouldn't pass through
You creep into my nightmares, you still do
You patronize me in my slumber even though
I cut you out of my waking hours, out of view
Somehow managing to wreck everything new
When will it be the day you stop being a reckless tattoo
YOU ARE READING
The Words I Speak
PoetryWhile I'm silenced out there I'll speak my mind in here This reputation of the quiet Just let it disappear I've got a lot ahead of me Many things that I fear As I'm walking down this road I can finally see things clear . . . . . The Words I S...
