Shaz Cheesman Poet I do not know?

Trusted Existance

Like a blank canvas and nothing to paint
I stare into oblivion with no sign of life
Body a statue, so tense locked tight 
A darkness a shadow, will never leave my sight

To someone so little a very trusting existance 
On reflection such an intrusion of innocence
Adults speak such lies which look like truth
Freightened, confused, just run and hide

Locked away files, memories stored in the mind
Permanent, cannot be erased, scared for life
Sometimes thoughts stone cold, my heart is dead
To this day fight to feel free, a will to the very end

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Carol Sunshine Brown May 30, 2012 at 12:32 PM I have not been on the soup for almost a week to read and comment. I have enjoyed being able to read your poetry today. I wanted to stop by to thank you for the comments you made during my absence from the soup. I appreciate you taking the time to read and comment Shaz. Love, Carol

Pace Ink-U-Script May 23, 2012 at 8:31 AM Yet another great write Shaz..I really love your work.!!! "Adults speak such lies that look like truth" I try not to associate myself with one who is not honest.

Anthony Nutter May 23, 2012 at 6:46 AM Children are a blank cnavas, and the pictures painted there, remain until death. I relate to this poem.

Nikola Žilic May 23, 2012 at 5:30 AM "To someone so little a very trusting existance On reflection such an intrusion of innocence" I like this so very much