This is poem is part of my third manuscript which is currently being compiled for publishing.

Savior


I find the sources of my pain
My life is wrapped in cellophane,

exposed beneath transparency
THe world can view the heart of me.

And all my faults to pass around
My hands are tied! Im gagged and bound.

I wish I could lay down and Die
but I can only sit and cry.

And all the world they gather 'round,
exposing all the dirt they've found.

I'm feeling like my lifes on trial,
and you've been watching all the while.

Do you despise this girl in pain?
her life trapped up in cellophane?

But you've not come to hang in back..
You came along to paint it black.