Who are we?

by andhereIstand   Nov 30, 2008


Unquietly, my mind bring me to tears-
I wish yet
To forgive, to forget,
To let live, love and laugh
The oldest of my life�s motto�s
The one I have stuck by for
A greater portion of my life
And yet
My heart remains bruised
And open for infection;
I have sealed your
I have done my greatest to
Fix your anger at me;
To alleviate your frustrations
And hurt felt
But mine still sits here,
Growing and boiling over
It stretches and contorts itself
The pain too much to bear
That I give my energy to
Making sure you are ok
Unhurt and again happy
Yet, that is the same place
every ounce of your energy
has gone as well;
Can�t you put some effort into
Making sure I�m ok?
Maybe I�m selfish,
Maybe I�m self centered
But that�s ok because
I�m tired of caring for everyone else
And ever being looked after myself;
No one cares about me,
Is that what the world
Is trying to explain?
Is that what I am failing to see?
Maybe I am wrong to bother so much;
But why doesn�t anyone care that I�m hurt?
You hurt me;
My body twists and recoils from
The patterns I�ve learned to be the
Proper way;
To look after others, to put others before myself
Because myself is hurting so much
Because of the others I�m trying to look after.
The pain in my heart is with me constantly
And my granite smile is only getting stronger;
My fallacious persona�s only the more opaque;
But I know you would see
I know you would guess
Two years ago.
But now?
Now I mean no more to you than any other friend.
I once held the proud title of
You best friend.
The one who shared all your secrets
Who shared all your silly stories
Who shared all your shames
Who shared all you triumphs, tragedies, happiness, sadness
Who would cry with you, laugh with you, debate with you,
Who would draw designs up and down your arms and legs
Who would call you and whisper for hours on the phone at night
Who would stay after school with you for no other reason than to talk
Who knew you inside and out, better than you knew yourself.
I was the one who was there that day
When you sat on the window sill in math class
Tears running down your stone face
Silent, yet screaming
As you told me you were going to kill yourself.
I was the one who saw the faded cuts on your legs and understood;
I was the one who worried night and day,
Calling just to check up on you.
I was the only one who knew.
I was the one who held you when he broke your heart, over and over again.
I climbed out windows with you
Discovered the sanctuary with you
Played truth or dare with you
Shared every story, my entire past,
All the secrets I�d never shared with anybody;
You know them.
But who are we now?
WHO ARE WE?
TELL ME�
WHO ARE WE?
Because this hurts so much
And I don�t know how long I can go on pretending
So please tell me�.
Who,
What,
Where
Are we?

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  • 15 years ago

    by BornAgainWriter

    The title caught my eyes.
    A few errors in the reading, but I ABSOLUTELY loved it. :)
    You're a good writer, and I enjoyed reading this.

  • Long but good i liked how you put your feels keep it up

  • 15 years ago

    by Courageous Dreamer

    "Unquietly, my mind bring me to tears-"
    `Bring should be brings

    "The oldest of my life�s motto�s"
    `Something is wrong with this line, gibberish popped up.

    I didn't get really passed this line, there really is no flow, sorry. Some great words are thrown in there, however.. which was something I liked. But I think that if I were to suggest something, I'd put this into stanzas, and make your lines the same length, some lines are very long while others are only a few words..
    Glancing at your ending, it seemed to fit in well with the title..
    Fix this up and make it look like a poem and Ill look at it again.

  • 15 years ago

    by Nic

    I like it
    its very well writen
    5/5

  • 15 years ago

    by Illl Keep Your Memory Vauge

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