Turn

Don't turn around if you can't run,
Don't make a sound if I don't come,
Don't drop a tear if you can't see,
That as it smears you're loosing me..
Don't turn a lie into the truth,
Don't look into my eyes for proof,
Don't tell me that its honesty,
Short selling what you promised me...
Don't turn to stare in my direction,
Don't think I warrant your inspection,
Don't blink if I'm still standing here,
Because I don't want to re-appear...
Don't turn to me to take your hand,
Don't learn to see the sifting sand,
Don't burn to me so as you clasp,
I still can free what's in your grasp...
Don't turn the mirror if the glare,
Don't burn an image of me there,
So when it finally breaks apart,
The piece that bleeds will free my heart...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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September 26, 2011 at 7:50 AM
wow, that was really great! a very moving poem. wonderful rhyme scheme and rythm. :) ------Ell
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