Sewing into my soul.

Sewing into my soul.

A Poem by Egonarc
"

Just a needle and thread?

"
The needle gets closer As it looks into your eyes. Do you see why its there?
You guard your heart for nothing to come near. A gated heart with no key.
The tears start to shed. 
Crying 
In 
  Silence
Is 
All
You
   Can 
Do
What people see is someone not in pain. 
But a person that is lower then them.
They are able to sigh for they are them selves, no one else.
Not a Person that hides.
Not a person who shows pain.
And Not a person who has a mask. 

Just them.
The needle awakes you from the shock. 
Ouch!!! It's being a prick.
The Needle is too close to go back. You could wave your hand and it'll be gone. 
Yet, it seems like life is done. What is there to hide?
The needle dives in. Piercing your very soul. Its gotten so deep to reach your heart.
As your eyes are about to give up. Throwing you into the abyss.
Where no one can lead you.
Even though its painful. Your eyes shine like a star.
The needle and thread made you bleed. Showing, that all you needed to be is your self.
Fixed up again with just a Needle and thread. 

© 2016 Egonarc


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I love how you set it up. It was nice to put it into a sewing machine through the middle. A great message of hope to people who are afraid to be themselves. Well done.

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Egonarc
Egonarc

The Unknown, MN



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