Dont You See It
Don't you see these tears
don't you see the hurt
this little girl is no longer little
yet she is still utterly sad
I keep looking for comfort from you
I sit & wonder if your love was true
you see me crying
inside you have to know I'm I slowly dying
no one to listen or talk to
recalling memories that hurt me through and through
the things you asked of me
it triggers that very pain and hurtful day
memories I rather forget
are embedded in my mind
somehow I feel that I've been through that far to long
that it became numb, immune to the pain & hurt
Copyright © Mary Jane Randall | Year Posted 2018
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