Just Like Me

Hiding myself under the bridges of my mind
where everything gathered 
like the scars left behind

All innocence was shattered in me
convinced every promise be a lie
Never again would I trust with my life

So you came in the darkness of the night
planting flowers hid from sight
April came, and there they grew
everyday appeared something new

On every stone, a note....
"My love, I'm just like you"
Some things you can't undo -
and there's other things you never knew

But when I said never
I meant it forever
too battered too broken and bruised
In the end I always seem 
the one that ends up used

So you built me a home and a garden fair
The horses graze in the pasture there
you asked for nothing in return
Some things you said... take time to learn

I am here, you are there
I know you think I just don't care
But when I said never 
I meant it forever
My heart can't take anymore.

Your gypsy soul is changing form
Your give is gone, nothing more.
There's a love much deeper than you've ever seen
A love that see's what you truly need

"You see, I'm just like you"

You write, you draw, you dance your heart
I build, I plant, I work my part
But it's the child that hides underneath 
Just waiting to trust what they see

Out of time to live for just a dream 
"My love, your just like me
Someday, I swear it, you'll marry me".

Not for what we give or get
but for the kind of happiness 
that makes us forget

Tonight the child in you, will cry herself to sleep.
And you alone in the dark, still refusing defeat.
Some demons are soothed 
but they never sleep.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Tacito Avatar
May 29, 2015 at 10:26 AM
A war of self, perhaps? One can only wonder the hunger for peace in these lines. It feels like a tug at war with identities refusing to accept & understand who they were then, compared to who they are today. A very, very resounding poem. Also, it's good to read you again. :) You've been missed.
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June 7, 2015 at 5:01 AM
Drake, my friend, yes it has been war. It seems who we were will forever remain why we are who we are today. Guarding our hearts not to repeat mistakes we hope to learn from. Sometimes too guarded in an attempt to never know such grief again. It took me three long years since my husband passed away to finally find peace.But at last my heart is settled and I am about to become Mrs. Todd Virden. I am looking forward to poetry regaining that mirthful place in me. It was so wonderful to hear from you! Thank you, deeply. You have always been insightful my friend. Hugs
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