A Prison of My Very Own

For entirely too long I held onto
This image I painted of you
But somewhere along the way
The man I met that August day
Got buried down deep inside
And the man I fell in love with died
Because the you that I now see
Is not the one who had a hold on me
He's been gone for quite some time
Now all that’s left is this rhyme
We used to be the best of friends
Even after our love had come to its end
Close friends we remained for a while
And now I can no longer picture your smile
Strangers is what we have become
After the past we come from
I never thought we'd end up here
All along that was my biggest fear
But I fell for you none-the-less
Then my feelings for you I was forced to suppress
I found a way to look you in the eye
And tell a bold face lie
Cuz I couldn’t completely let you go
The feelings were buried below
Behind my smile they hid
No one was to know what I did
And we all pretended it didn’t happen that way
But I lived in my own prison every single day
Sure that I'd never get over you
Swore it was something I just couldn't do
I told myself with a little time and space
You'd return with such an embrace
No words would have to be shared
Cuz we knew how much we cared
For so long I fed myself those lies
And countless rivers fell from my eyes
But your return never really came
So I finally decided to end the game
I learned there was nothing more I could do
It had all been left up to you
And you made your choice
In a low and broken voice
I whispered I love you once more
And for the last time I walked out your door
You didn’t say a thing at all
This time I felt only a single tear fall
Since that day
I've tried so hard to find my way
It's no longer as hard as it used to be
Now your face I can see
After all this time
I know this girl will be just fine
Since you've been gone I've really grown
Even managed to escape a prison of my very own!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Salehi Avatar
February 8, 2016 at 1:46 AM
The barbed wire on your path is the mind... Cut the wire and your path clearly find.. Cheers
Griffith Avatar
February 7, 2016 at 6:27 PM
Thank you everyone for your support and kind words it means so very much to me so glad yall are enjoying what I have to share!!!! So glad I became a part of this great communityDEY
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February 7, 2016 at 3:51 AM
You are a powerful person, I can't even imagine escaping my own.. a wonderful and powerful poem. Linda
Goff Avatar
February 7, 2016 at 2:27 AM
Jennifer, what a beautiful song of love's journey! "This time I felt only a single tear fall" I felt that single tear fall too...your verse captured my heart, a joy to read this quiet "middle night" alone, reading some Icelandic Wisdom from a fellow Miinnesota poet "Bill Holm" I turned to soup & delightfully found you! Thank you, love, jim
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