Sometimes life is very difficult and we need to reach beyond ourselves for comfort. I wrote this poem years ago when I was going through a stressful time.
I dedicate this poem for a new friend who is facing such trials...
They don't see me
But I am here
Can you see me?
Do you see the pain
The hurt
The tears?
My heart is broken and begging...
Please
Love me
I'm still here
Do you see me?
Doesn't anyone see the shadow that
I have become?
Behind the smile and laughter
Is the real me
Crying
Lonely
Strong....
That's what I am supposed to be
That's what everyone sees
A sweet woman
So strong
So put together
If they only knew the
Truth
I am so scared
Weak
Vulnerable
But I am still here
Calling...
Calling out...
God
Do You see me?
I am still here....
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Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)
Reviewed on March 25, 2008
Been there.
Inspiring words from your heart.
Good luck to your friend
Ron
Yes, I think it is the ones who seem to have it together that are just waiting for a time to crash (she speaks from experience, lol). I like how you showed the real inner core of vulnerability. Good work.
Yes...you captured a pain most of us, myself included, have felt at times in our life, and to know that there is just that one person out there who it matters to, is what it takes to survive and go on.
Sometimes it's so hard to see beyond the mask. Being there for her says so much about you. Into everyone's life a star must shine. Peace, Love and Blessings Always, Paul.
...when no other perhaps...hears ones helpless cry...but God...the sun listens...and recognizes a shadow to reward with warmth.
pen of goodness is well done Star Girl...
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Inspiring words from your heart.
Good luck to your friend
Ron
Be always safe,
Karen
Fee
Sometimes it's so hard to see beyond the mask. Being there for her says so much about you. Into everyone's life a star must shine. Peace, Love and Blessings Always, Paul.
Not showing it outwardly
But inwardly
Well written
DWB
pen of goodness is well done Star Girl...
John