The sudden sadness gripped me and knocked me off of my feet?
Goodbye I thought I said to these past yet present feelings
What are the implications of the simple words you speak
Respect appreciation lacking for me
Look upon my features and see my demise
Stretch out your vision stare for a while
Behind the features long lashes and curly locks there I am unmasked hurting longing for your touch
Not physical is this touch of which i speak
Is there anyone out there who sees what I see?
Hears what i hear? Longs for what I yearn? Speak up now its time to be heard
Yet there you go again pride filled you turn
The door you wanted to open yet you left it closed...how would you be perceived so your fingers you removed
Once more I'm left to bleed internally but with the lashes and the locks the cheeks and the blush to everyone its oblivious...