I’m Fine…
No.
No
I’m Not!
Open Your Impassive Eyes!
This Soul Weeps Within the Body it Resides.
But…
I’m Fine…
No.
No
I’m Not!
Sea Sponge Pillow,
Overflows…
Hours Seem Endless as Night’s Tears Trickle.
LOOK!
BEYOND Me.
WITHIN Me.
But Still…
Your Eyes Do NOT SEE!
The Struggles of My Juvenile Life…
The Sneers.
The Taunts.
The Treachery.
The Words of Unwarranted Hate,
Uttered Unto My Impressionable Face.
But…
I’m Fine…
REALLY.
No.
HELL
NO
I AM NOT FINE!!
{The Memories Back Then}
ECole789
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The Memories Back Then
Poetry2nd Collection of Free Verse Poetry; Past Reflections of Pre-Teen and Teen Years From My Now Adult Perspective:o)
