Know me!
I dare you to look inside my head
And see the things I’m running from,
See the things I’m thinking of,
Know the things I’m scared to know,
Hear me cry, whilst in my eyes,
There’s still a plastic smile.
Know me!
I dare you to let go of your prejudice,
And see my ego’s carcass wilt,
As thoughts of dark and shadows fill
My bright sunshiney face,
Hear me cry as my face lies,
And tells who I ‘am’
Through every line of my poetry I am crying this to the masses. Know me! It's what we do and hope that there are those bold enough to take a step forward and live (for a moment) behind our eyes.
Married ten years, and more in love than ever, Robert and Marcie have everything to live for. But a terrible secret is breaking Robert's heart: he knows that Marcie is about to die...
A homonymless man writes shows what it's like to look up the laid he skirts when you’re lying prone(d) to the sidewalk, beer / joint / needle dangling from your hand /lips / arm.
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maybe they'd understand life...............really
excellent piece
Through every line of my poetry I am crying this to the masses. Know me! It's what we do and hope that there are those bold enough to take a step forward and live (for a moment) behind our eyes.
Great stuff!!!
B