The Power of a Smile


Many walls I have built
Anger, grief and pain breed guilt
And each stone I lay is ilk
My own protector, smooth as silk

You will find I am broken
You will find that nothing is spoken
Except in eyes bright and wide
Where nothing at all can I hide

Yet again here I am, sinking
I've led myself here, unblinking
Chances are few, attachments small
To my weeping shadow I'll crawl

You see I have long since left
The second you fail, unknown bereft
For no one, no one at all,
Is ever, ever going to get through my wall

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