Sins From Within
They say follow your heart
Yet if I follow it I will sin
I want him so much
I would snatch him just like
I could a gucci bag
But my conscience goes
So I flow and I flow
All the while wondering
If I should abide by these laws
They say don't drink
People praise the lord
Yet still get tipsy
It makes no sense to me
He notices everything
Does he notice
That I've been bruised deep inside
Sometimes the cut hurts so badly
I cannot hide it
They say always be real
But if I relinquish my facade
I doubt anyone would be there
To see the real me
The one who wore her bleeding
Heart right in the open for everyone to see
I seal it up nice and neatly
Put a band aid were it's leaking
I'm a good girl at heart
But my gushing heart
Is depleating
I don't want to release the sins within me
It's becoming harder as the years go by
To sit by and pretend that I am not dark
It's just no one ever see's that part
Let's hope the band aid is made of crazy glue
Copyright © Shahana Jackson | Year Posted 2007
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