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I Am Split in Two

Poetry

This poem describes my fear in sharing my past with a group of friends. I'd known them for a long time and I didn't want our friendships to change. I hope you like it and thank you for reading!:)

I Am Split in Two

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by HiddenWithSmiles

by HiddenWithSmiles

I Am Split in Two

The room is full of talking

But my voice is dormant, my

Mind full of words

That my lips refuse to say

They sit in rubber chairs, their

Shoes off and smiles carefree

I dread the sadness

I know my story will bring

I see judging expressions

On these people I call friends

Or pitiful eyes

Companionship is absent

I want to show who I am

My past is apart of me

I am split in two

Longing compels me to share

***** A.N.

This is about my fear of sharing my testimony, or how I came to know God, with my small group (like a group of friends who support each other in keeping up our relationship with God) after knowing them for 4 years.

I hope you can relate somehow or you enjoyed this! Thanks for reading!:)