Friday, December 18, 2009

Battered And Torn

HERE I SIT
CROOKED SMILE CROOKED TEETH
WARS RAGING WITHIN
I HARDLY SLEEP
A TUG OF WAR
BETWEEN THE DEVIL AND THE ONE ABOVE
CONSTANTLY TORN BETWEEN TEMPTATION
AND THE IDEA OF LOVE
ALL SMILES
AN APPEARANCE MISTAKEN TO BE SO KIND
NO SIGN OF THE DARKNESS
BEHIND THESE EYES OF MINE
A DEPTH BROUGHT BY MISERY
FOLLOWED BY PAIN
ALWAYS FALLING ON THE LOSING END
NEVER TO GAIN
WEARING MY STITCHED UP HEART
HANGING TO MY SLEEVE UNPROTECTED
ALWAYS PRONE TO CUT
TO BLEED
I CARRY THIS SMILE NEVERTHELESS
I HIDE THESE INSECURITIES DEEP WITHIN
THE WINCE FROM THE PAIN
I CAREFULLY SUPPRESS
I STILL CARRY AN OPEN HEART
BUT WATCH WITH CAUTIOUS EYES
I STILL LISTEN FOR YOUR VOICE
THOUGH ITS MEMORY SLOWLY DIES
I WAIT FOR YOU
LIKE THE CLEARING OF A STORM
MY SMILE MY HEART REMAINS HERE
BATTERED AND TORN