To the You That Lives In MeA Poem by CzarinaSelf-encouragement is one of the best kinds of encouragement.I watch you lay your head on the corner desk pushed away Tired of another day, silent tears spill from your eyes What happened to the one I use to know so long ago? Who would have known you would have become like this, just you? I stood up and looked down at your sad face As I cupped your chin and stared at your dead eyes I see myself, a faded image staring back at me Hey, when will you try to pick yourself up again? What happened to the songs etched in your heart? Not the false words scribbled in your mind Can I take your hand and we will stand again side by side? I say to you as I point to your heart The same one who holds the hands of the hopeless who cry in their sleep Feels the same way, a bitter way of understanding their pain How can you bring back their blurred faces after they were kicked away Yet you cannot seem to find your own lost light you once had? You who smiled so often it outshone the sun Has been dulled from your rainbow to monochrome So they were mean, but how I miss your colors Hey, when will you try to pick yourself up again? Please? Is it not scary to not recognize yourself With the false words scribbled in your mind? Can I take your hand and we will stand again as a whole? I say to you as I point to your heart The colorful umbrella you tied up and hid away You were afraid it would get destroyed just like you So why not open it and show the world its colors With the strength to smile again Sing to what is encoded in your soul Erase the scribbled lies from your rebooted mind Can I take your hand and we will stand again no matter the wind? I say to you as I touch your dusty heart Light breaks its way to the truth in your soul Your eyes come alive and I wave to the you in me I missed such feelings, but I never forgot just how they felt I say as I point to my own reflection I say to me as as I point to my heart
© 2015 CzarinaAuthor's Note
|
StatsAuthorCzarinaAbout99% of my writing is freeverse poetry. My writing style can change constantly between each piece of writing. Expect anything. Thanks for taking the time to read my writing! Find Me Elsewhere De.. more..Writing
|