I Think
I think about death in ways I can’t explain
If I told anyone they would think I’m insane
I think about life in ways I’d like to forget
If I told anyone they would think I live in regret
I think about joy in ways no one would know
If I told anyone they would think I can’t let go
I think about peace in ways no one would guess
If I told anyone they would think I simply repress.
But no one has seen through the eyes I behold
And no one has heard all the lies I’ve been told
But no one has walked down the roads I have walked
And no one has been watched to the extent of being stalked.
I think about stitches in ways no one has seen
If I told anyone they would think I had a bad dream
I think about love in ways no one has felt
If I told anyone they would certainly not melt
I think about heaven in ways no one could bare
If I told anyone they would wish I didn’t share
I think about demons like they’re right here with me
If I told anyone they would think I was melancholy.
But no one has seen through the eyes I behold
And no one has heard all the lies I’ve been told
But no one has walked down the roads I have walked
And no one has been watched to the extent of being stalked.
By: Sabina Nicole
Copyright © Sabina Nicole | Year Posted 2013
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