BEHIND the GLASS
For those that creep and wonder
why I live behind these glass walls
I give you my silent explanation
where in this life... I cannot voice
I fear not...
of those imperfect rocks
that are thrown toward my heart
It has already been broken!
I give you a paneled room
with a broad blue view
You read my soul and thoughts
on the obscure side of this screen
You might feel my footfalls
as I run from a stranger
into an elegant break down
I have come to know many
by their remarkable examples
of how they believe to disagree
These slippery conquests
Always and forever
there will be flight and collision
I dream of...
Aggressive people
and their spineless attempts
The cost of my vanity
and tomorrows deadline
A gentle receding sunset
and a twinkling star without sleep
an exposure of that door
to the other-side
How predictable:
The darkness
and it's flicker of light
My wings and the broken one
This addiction is pronounced
these days...
The glitter and it's audience
animate my fingers
and I gather pretty
little things
I am naked in this page
as I cannot be restricted
it suffocates my spirit
Angels tell me things
as does the ghosts of yesterday~
You have already seen:
me cry
and scream
My laughter
I reserve
for there is not plenty
For that certain somebody
I have smiled...and...~
I try to stay
within the lines
of my coloring book
Within this chapter:
I give you my word
I am just...
a flicker of hope
...Behind the glass
Written by,
Abby lynn
©
2012
BEHIND the GLASS
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