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Virtuous Oct 2018
I hear my name
In the breeze
That your waters carry
Im coming
I hear your call
I agree
Its been too long
Virtuous Oct 2018
Your eyes
Are telling
Me
What your
Mouth
Is too afraid to
Speak
Virtuous Oct 2018
I see the storm that rages inside of you
I see it in the rain that falls from your eyes
That your so quick to wipe away and hide
I see it in the sudden changes of mood
I hear it in the tone that you use
I know because I’ve had the same storm rage inside of me too
Virtuous Oct 2018
I know...
I know you're there
Although your face does hide in the air
I see you through the glass of a window
Upon the waters surface
Tell me what is the purpose
Of these pointless games
If this keeps up
I might go insane
Show me yourself
So that I might gaze upon
your beauties gleam
Can you please reveal your mysteries to me?
Does it get lonely where you are?
Do you keep company with the stars?
Can you even hear me now?
Or is my voice but a faint sound
A throwback poem i wrote a few years ago
Virtuous Oct 2018
They say the grass is greener
                                         On the other side
But what if all that green
                               Has something to hide?
Virtuous Oct 2018
I have been hurt
Ridiculed and degraded
But I am not a victim
Talked down to
And made to feel like nothing
But I am NOT a victim
Taken advantage of
And used
Tossed to the side
Wondering where my worth lies
Surely I am more
Than the way people choose to treat me
From their binding words I am finally set free
I WAS a victim
I do not DENY my past
I just don't let it DEFINE my future
I just wish I had known these things sooner
So here I stand
A little wiser than I was yesterday
Writing down what I had to say
I am not a victim
My wounds are no longer open
Bleeding out all the wretched things
That I once thought about myself
Because I finally had the courage
To ask for help
That doesn't make me weak
Helpless or frail
It makes me HUMAN
I have and will prevail!
Because
I AM NOT A VICTIM!
Virtuous Oct 2018
Don’t be surprised
To come back to a closed door
Because you’re not welcome here
anymore
It’s not like you weren’t given a chance
You’re the one who walked away
Without so much as a second glance
So not only is it shut
But locked up tight
Only to open for those
Who treat me right
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