Two Worlds Apart

by Heather M Craig   May 1, 2005


--This is my second free verse ever written so Beware =)

Don't pity me with your tears
for the things I have encountered
nor the trials that molested my soul.

Don't smile at me with such eyes
that think they see my heart's calling
and the yearning of freedom's touch.

Don't look down upon my life
with your materialistic being
and your thoughts of idiocy.

Don't embrace me for the hope
that you'll become the one to set me free.

Instead, look at me with eyes of envy
because I know the things you'll never see.

Heather M Craig.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Natalie84

    Holy Moly! I love it!! Really awesome Heather. I haven't written or read any poetry in a couple of weeks, I MISS IT!! Another nice write!!! :)

  • 18 years ago

    by Heather M Craig

    Omicron, you poor thing, you are so repetitive... I wish you could find some kind of life instead of wasting away mine by reading these pathetic ideas. And if my poetry is so bad, I lack to see the reason you keep coming back?

    Love,
    Heather.

  • 18 years ago

    by Solace

    Amazing.. Keep writing and take care ((always)) :

    *> : PainOfOne

  • 18 years ago

    by YOUAREFU*KINGRETARDED

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  • 18 years ago

    by YOUAREFU*KINGRETARDED

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