Why do you make me feel this way? It fears me that you do. We have become strangers, which left this ache in my heart. It hurts me that I cannot feel your touch once more. It is not easy to hide these feeling the I still have for you. To put this mask on when others come into sight, so I do not feel the sympathy they have to give. I do not want to be an open book, so I became denial to the truth. Now I am someone I am not since you went missing. I may see you arond, but you are still gone. I cannot admit to these feeling I with held inside, but they are here, waiting. Waiting for something that may never come. Alone is is what I am now. Alone, is what I may forever be. So I hide behind this wall made of lies, just so you cannot see the pain that kills inside.
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Series Of Poems And Free-Write
PoetrySeries of random poems and free write that I have wrote throughout the years. Based on my personal feelings and experiences.
