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Sight
The words in my head
that often go unsaid
are things of pain
and heartbreak
while inside my brain
I hide and quake
in my skin
the thing I hide within
is my truth
the beautiful sin
a cancer spreading to youth
who cannot realize the pain they will soon be in.
I see
but I cannot feel even a tiny
brush of a feather
hoping to tickle my skin
the thing I keep having to sew back together
as the pain blossoms and spreads
and if this continues, soon I will be dead
but I will not die
I cannot lie
it hurts enough
but when you want to leave
you have to be tough
and learn how to grieve
even when you feel you're not enough.
The words I hide
inside my brain
used to be where love would abide
concealing my pain
but now I live where pain resides
and now my eyes
are blinded
I cannot see
I would not have minded
but she
is too beautiful.
I have to see those eyes
that are the stormy colour of wool
she has become wise
and won't look at me
anymore
I cannot see
and I implore
her to help me
find my sight
keep me company
and hold me tight.
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