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Feb 2016
I have fallen inside myself
Though I walk the streets
And speak to my friends
What I say is what I have found
The walls inside my mind
Await the graffiti of my failures
What I say to you
Is only what I say to myself
I am not the answer
I am only a question
For in your life
I only search for mine
And in my life
It has become a search
For the source of your strength

I only lack spiritual guidance
Still I know what please my eye
When I said forget about me
I didn’t mean it
I was trying to grieve
But I didn’t know how
So much has happened
I will never again ask why
The answer is always the same
Life is that way for everyone
It’s just my turn to feel the pain

I  want to see everything in your face
Deep feeling eyes holding back a lake
Tight skin erasing traces of the past
Lips pressed together blocking the air
You nose, ears, everything about you
Like rusty ships in a harbor
Guarded, waiting for their purpose
To be born again without remorse
Every scream, every betrayal
But only you can remember
Because it did not happen to me
How long have you been there?
I can only say, long enough

You can ask me to describe something
But I can only describe the past
Or a dream I once had
You were in it
Though you never knew
You were in it
Because you want what I want
So it was about you
Even though it was about me
All I can say is that what I saw in you
I see in everyone
But it is how you can take it
That is what I want for myself
You are like a flamenco guitar
Making us feel all that we are
Mark Lecuona
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