The whisper


Come let me whisper my fears to the wind
so that no one may take and use them
against me. Lies in my head like a never
ending whirlpool of truth. They say the truth
shall set you free but you see I was taught
the truth you keep. Wearing a mask afraid
of being me even when I’m only around me.
Tears forced down smiles forced out laughter
building up but that which is real in my gut.
Fearing he will be mad at me because of
all the blessings I’ve reaped. Seeking
something outside of peace, which is out
of reach. Searching for something
to be afraid of because stillness can not be
right. Dysfunction must run its course
now that the light I’m use to shinning
brighter than the North Star. I’m coming to
you sadness here’s the best part. Being afraid
of being happy living life uptight. Fear has
been my friend for so long that I long for
him when not in site. But come dear old
friend let me whisper you to the wind it’s
finally time to say goodbye this sick
relationship must end. Hello new friend
Of mine shinning ever so bright tonight
I rest in you with no fear in site.

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