Beautiful Pictures of SadnessA Poem by Riley BrayThey think me stupid.
You should have seen me that night,
Not two weeks ago, Where sitting near the fire that allowed flames to dance in my vision, I cried. With embers burning in my limp hair, And emotions I thought I'd left behind choking me slowly, In front of a man I barely knew, Who understood. He was a man messed up himself, With drugs and domestics in his history, And a long reputation with taking advantage of women, A heavy metal rocker who held depression of his own, But of the kind people shunned, For fear of the rumors alone. But I understood him, And forgave him of his sins, As he did me and mine, So we sat, and I shared my pain, all my pain, for the first time in a long time. He didn't question me or put me down, He didn't tell me lies about how it will get better or how I should be optimistic He didn't tell me to share this with my friends and family, or anything of the sort, He merely held me, and we regaled together. That night, just an innocent, lighthearted night, Turned into a scar along my throat, Where words seared my self control, And secrets spilled. The others, those that didn't understand believed me seduced, Thought me weak enough to fall for the adonis they all thought they knew, Loathed, or plainly looked down on, And they laughed at my foolishness, as we, he and I, scoffed at theirs. An extraordinary night, Where I remember seeing the moon suspended, And stars peppering the space, lone, empty, and void, Just two weeks ago.
© 2013 Riley BrayAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on July 1, 2013 Last Updated on July 1, 2013 AuthorRiley BrayAbout"There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside of you."---Maya Angelou "I'm not even going to get mad anymore...I'm just gonna start expecting the lowest from the people I thought h.. more..Writing
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