Things Are Not As They SeemA Poem by Chesney W.I always come second never ever first. I keep it all hid, not telling that is hurts.
Acting and pretending, forcing a smile. Making them think I'm happy, if only for a while.
One day I will spark, one day I will shine. One day I will take back all that is mine.
Waiting for a long time to be set free. Waiting for the day that I can be me.
Sitting back and watching everyone dance. Itching and scratching, I've been bitten by ants.
Help! Help! Is anyone there? Apparently not, because nobody cares.
I've been poisoned, almost dead. Laying in the coffin, my new bed.
At my funeral, all alone. Now in Heaven, my new home.
In a better place, so deluxe, so grand. I love it here, The Holy Land.
You say you miss me, but that's a lie. No one cares that I have died.
No tears shed, no hearts broke. And then, I awoke.
I thought I was gone, so did they. Because in the casket is where I lay.
I sit up straight, blink my eyes, and I finally realize.
Everyone I see are all in tears. Who would've guessed? My death is what they feared.
They're all sad even those who were mean. I guess it's true, Things Are Not As They Seem. © 2013 Chesney W.Reviews
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3 Reviews Added on January 8, 2013 Last Updated on January 9, 2013 AuthorChesney W.Grove Hill, ALAboutHello, I'm Chesney Wilkerson. I'm 22 and happily married to my best friend. Most of the writings here are stuff from high school, so ignore the immaturity of it all. I went through quite a lot while I.. more..Writing
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