Can't trust my voice
It's my defense
I shouldn't cry
It means admitting
That I'm not alright
Can't fight the tears
Try to hold my head up
In spite of this
This is why I will not speak
I am not weak
Now let me keep my silence
All I want is to hide my head
Hide these weak willed tears
I am strong
I write this on my arm
For I fear what it would be
If it were not to write
I tremble
My teeth chatter
But I am not cold
I wish I were
I wish that I was
So my heart would be numb
But instead I will cry
And try
To hold my head high
And wish to not cry
Or wish that I could hide
But I am in Denial
And I cannot be weak
I am strong
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Gathering to Enkindle
PoetryA collection of poems with structure ranging from free verse or lyrical to traditional structure and topics and themes ranging from war or inner turmoil to nature. Individual titles include "Confusion", "The Frost Flower", "Flowing Ink", "My Ocean B...
