The Stranger
A Poem by Miles Wilburn
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I walked into a familiar room
and saw a stranger there
he sat quiet looking at me
with a distant piercing stare
"What's wrong my friend?" I ask concerned
And he simply says "I've become a burden to the world."
When I wake it isn't waking, but one step closer to the end.
I walk alone always faking, believing that I'm real
however, I'm so broken I can't even feel.
I single tear rolls down his face and his lip begins to quiver
I walk over to embrace him, but i bump into a mirror.
© 2011 Miles Wilburn
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Whoa!
Great rhyme and reason and meter. You obviously put some effort into this one, getting your point across while divulging the despair we all sometimes fee.
Thanks for sharing!BZ
Posted 13 Years Ago
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Miles WilburnSandy Lake, PA
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I'm Miles!
I'm a 25 year old college graduate who is now home bouncing around in adulthood limbo unsure of what will come next.
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