Tuesday, March 1, 2011

My Own Work

My own work

I can write my own poem
Something I can call my own
Something I can be proud of
A work that can whisper my soul

In years my lips are sealed
That my heart aches in fear
In this poem I will reveal
What Dwells within.

What Dwells within?
No one knows but me
How pain consumes me
Even my friends can’t see

Years already passed
But it’s so clear in my heart
How pain turns me
Into someone I’m not

My heart crash once
Picking up is hard
But it also helped me
How to smile back

Now you have my poem
That whispers my own soul
Now I can say I’m proud
That this is my own work

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