Laura Breidenthal Poet Free verse

Truth

The truth leaks out
Standing there like a frail child
Taking the hands of the elder
Looking through the glass of lonesome
And seeing what rings real
Seeing what feels true
This gash in my heart mends
At the thought of you
But it never truly heals
Stranded in the wasteland of my mind
Brushed by burning cold winds
I fear there are no blinds over you
I fear you will see it
The flaws
The very flaws I use to stitch myself
Locked up inside all of these years
Shadows ready to be freed
Only to be followed by greed
The skies have lost all color
Through the stitching
Truth bleeds
Truth hurts so bad

The truth is I love you
But why am I so sad? 

I can't say a word
My feet are firmly planted on larvae
They slowly eat me away
Hoping I will be gone in time
Before you see
Before you see the truth
I don't want you to see
Perhaps if you only knew
That I love you
Perhaps you wouldn't have to open your eyes

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David Scott June 10, 2013 at 12:11 PM WELL SAID GOOD METAPHORS LOTS OF PASSION HERE LOVE IT XXX DAVIDSCOTT

Justin Bordner June 2, 2013 at 2:56 PM We open our eyes to witness, to seek, but we need only feel what is already precious and true to us - this amazing literature evokes this in my spirit Laura - I love your language - brilliant contrast throughout this poem my friend - remorseless truth, unselfish truth - beautiful & a FAV. - J.A.B. %

Duke Beaufort May 18, 2013 at 5:33 PM Even your flaws are perfection. It makes you human. You never can hide, anyway, since as you note, the truth will not easily hide. Anyone's truth is really OK. It is what it is.

Poet Destroyer A May 11, 2013 at 9:52 PM Hello Laura :-) wishing a very nice Mother's Day. Lots of Luv & Hugs *Linda"

Kim Morrison May 11, 2013 at 8:12 PM I enjoyed reading this wonderful poem Kim

Poet Destroyer A May 7, 2013 at 8:02 PM ooo.I know the feeling when the truth leaks out.. or when you at least feel it is... comparing it to a fragile child is about right, Laura. I don't hide my loving feelings from my man, well i did at the beginning of the relationship. hard pain to describe... xox~ LINDA