Seclusion

It's the saddest times I seclude myself
I don't want others to see me cry
The hardest times are the loneliest ones
It takes longer for them to pass by
and harder each day to hide it
But I know others won't feel the same
People don't carry the same feelings that I do
Life is often merely a game
Hidden, secluded, delusioned
That everything, in silence, is fine
When the truth is, I have no shoulder
No comfort that I can call mine
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Onclaud Avatar
July 30, 2013 at 11:06 AM
sometimes stillness leaves us to understand what lies within... your sublime piece marks this so well... fantastic work!..:) huggs
Andresen Avatar
July 25, 2013 at 5:03 AM
- A delightful read Juli-Michelle - It flows so well ,just a pleasure to read ! - oxox // Anne- Lise :)
Tacito Avatar
July 24, 2013 at 7:54 AM
A powerful & sad revelation. I can't add much more to it that this. But, this was a tremendous piece.
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