Behind Closed Doors

Behind Closed Doors

A Poem by Poetic Solace
"

Hold it in all you want, it'll come out soon anyway.

"

"Let go, what are you waiting for?  There's beauty in the breakdown"

 

You,

sitting there

With that frown on your face

That stony glint in your eyes

That far-off stare that overcomes your features

You can't hide it all from me

 

I ask you, "What's wrong"

You replied, "Nothing"

Do you know that you're a bad liar?

Do you know that I worry about you?

Do you know that I care about you?

No, I don't think you do...

 

Those things you say

Those things you feel

They're all real

You can't change that

And neither can I

But, please, open up to someone

If not me, someone else will work

 

Open up those doors that remained closed

Speak your mind

I'm here for you,

Don't you see that

 

Open the door before your demons rule over you

Otherwise, you'll just end up

In a deep abyss

And then...

 

No one can save you

 

 

 

© 2009 Poetic Solace


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Wow.. such caring for someone who is holding things in... I hope if you care you are the one to be there for them if they should break down and open up.. speaking from experience... or they pursue therapy as I have tried to breakdown many times in my life to my direct family and close friends to only be pushed away.. yep.. truth.. most around me believe in tough love.. and because I have always appeared stronger than most when I open up or cry most can't handle it.. I am that friend that will make you laugh.. will uphold you.. but when it comes to human contact I have not been held all my life by the people closest to me and I most definitely was not shown alot of love.. therefore I struggle with allowing others close enough to do this at all.. I am working on it! I hope your friend finds that happiness.. for me I had to do it myself.. sad but such is reality.. I put my energy into dreaming now.. and my children.. they will never know life without a hug or kind word.. thank you for sharing!!! =)

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Poetic Solace
Poetic Solace

Stalker, MN



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"Music = Poetry" I live in this one place called Minnesota... You've probably heard of it. You know, the one with the twin cities and stuff.. Yeahh... I realized that music is my escape from.. more..

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