Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Jealously

So tired...
I lay on my side
And try to hide
The feelings that cannot be shown
In front of the others.
I bury my face
Go to a happy place
Where they cannot intrude on my peace of mind
Where they do not exist
Where I am not so alone.
The dog with the bone
Is my company of late
Drinking my pain like a sponge;
Although it doesn't speak
It knows that I am weak
And does its best to replace a gentle touch
Against my tear-stained skin.
I'm not up for a fray
I'll just take what they throw my way
And act like nothing is wrong
As if I don't hurt
As if I'm a wall
As if nothing gets in at all
As if their words don't make me sick.
I'll play by the rules
Because that's what friends do;
You would too
After all of that

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