Speak

Speak.
Just say it.
I'll let you think I care.
Drowning in a sea of hate you'll sit.
I welcome to say these things you doubt I could bare.
But just lemme tell you this one thing,
I honestly Don't mind.
Tell me yourself.
Don't let the phone line ring.
Say it to my face, you know..
If it would help.
Remind you I may
MY feelings toward these hollow words
just don't mean a thing.
Mold these lies into scenes with clay.
No matter what they just don't hurt
they won't make me wanna scream,
Your thoughts should just stay hid.
How you feel will remain you,
Cause I just don't give a ____.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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July 18, 2011 at 10:59 AM
I enjoyed your poem. In between the lines lies the hurt. Jim
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July 18, 2011 at 10:43 AM
What a blessing we have in PoetrySoup. A place to come to write and read and make new friends along the ink trail. Wishing you a wonderful week filled with inspiration Olivia. Love, Carol
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