I Believe
Life hurts,
it hurts deep
Yet, I believe
You would not understand
You're too strong in your stance
I hear the pings of shrill bells
It's you, I can tell by the sound of their yells
Anger spews your spiteful, curdled words
Your tongue is coated with pain-piercing swords
I think you reach out with disguised, downy claws
Trying to take away my deepest, sweetest thoughts
I let you do that once before
Not anymore
All I am and all I have
is what I've come to be
I am still here
I have something
precious and real
My heart is alive
It breathes and feels
This, you cannot steal
I have gouged stains
that cause cutting pains
The same as you
I hurt,
I hurt deep
Yet, I believe
Why can't you?
Written for private challenge Believe
from Floreann Cawley
Host Floreann Cawley
painting by Alan Zinn
art.com
By softsmiles
© 2008 softsmiles
(All rights reserved)
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