Stained

Stained

A Poem by David the writer

I can see past all your lies

I can see past your suits and ties

I can read your every thought

I know what you've been taught


I know every scar, bruise, and stain

I know you're not right, you're not sane

And I know how you hang your head at night

Because we both know, thing's aren't alright


But you did the best you could do

And you knew

Not what you know now, and that's okay

You still have tomorrow, a better day


And I know it hurts to have to find out

What everything that's happened to you was about

And you're no victim, but your life hasn't always been easy

That's easy to see


And I know all of this because I'm you

I say as I look in the mirror as I brew

So silent, so hurt, so used

So abandoned, so alone, so abused


Everything feels so cold

And I'm about to fold

But there's something here left for me

I can feel it almost clear enough to see

© 2015 David the writer


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This straight talking, making me wanting more work is only gonna be that more effective that a minor clean up and tweak. Can't wait to see what else you do....curtsy bow

Posted 9 Years Ago


David the writer

9 Years Ago

Thanks a lot :3

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