Secrets

Secrets 

What is viewed is not seen.

What is said is not heard.

What is felt is not remembered.

It is all hidden,hidden behind the wall.

She smiles in her pain.

Laughs even in agony.

But she cries,she always cries,

and always dies,when hiding behind the wall.

Oh, the safety of the wall.

You may give, but will not be accepted.

You may ask, but will not be given.

You may bond, but you will live alone.

You may enter, but not with heart in tow.

You may leave, but take nothing with you.

She is the broken little doll,who lives

                      behind the wall.

Woe,to the broken little doll.

Author's Note

a poem for my best friend ever, i feel she is hiding allot of feelings from the world for fear of being hurt.

Reviews

[Cheryl J. Turner]

Masterfully written. We all have our secrets, some need to keep them.

[Coyote Poetry]

A very sad poem. Sometime people need a ear and a concern friend to make them feel Ok. The story was strong. Each line making the poem more stronger. A very good ending to a excellent poem.
Coyote

[Legion]

I hope you let her read this. Perhaps it would break down that barrier.

[Ryan Falzon - Tymon]

The near unbreakable wall of shyness and fear. I often cower behind that wall as well, I think we all do in some time or another. Excellent write =)

[Mizuki Tsukiakari]

Oh, that is so sad. This really touched me.
"She smiles in her pain."
That line really got me. This is beautiful. I love it! ;p

[Andrew Wright]

And how that wall has hidden so many of us... This poem is all too true, and so easily relatable. This was a great read.

[sharon]

wow!!!! amazing write!!!!

[Marie Harrison]

Cool poem!

[Cassiopia Summers]

Aw, this is absolutely touching. I love it. I think you described so much with so little. Wonderful job. (:

[Moonflower]

This is all too relatable for me, I like the way you ended it. Good work, here, dear.