"A Tale" 5 - 28 - 03
my soul has contained the hurt
never shown the pain aloud
but i held it so deep within
behind my dark black shroud
my eyes have witnessed the acts
cold, ruthless deeds done to me
but the pain is still so great
that i cannot bear for anyone to see
my heart has beat through the drama
it has outlasted all of the stress
but even as i stand, triumphant, alive
my body has withered to a mess
so when you see the physical me
and talk to a mind so weighed with time
are you at all afraid of the same fall
or do you ignore, think of me no more?