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Stephanie Davies Poem
I am crying
Yet no-one can hear
I am dying
yet no-one can see
Why is there nobody looking at me?
I fake a smile
I utter a line
I put on a act
Of course i am just fine
Please look deeper
I am calling out for you
I am now scared and tired
I am trapped in my Zoo
I can not escape
I can not breath
I wait for the day
Watching them people grieve
Do not feel guilty
Yet i did try and tell
But now at least i have escaped
from my personnel Hell.
Copyright © Stephanie Davies | Year Posted 2012
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Stephanie Davies Poem
As i lie here in a constant state of ease
My heart beats faster but i don't feel a thing
Silent teardrops they are heard for miles around
Has i sit here my soul will not be found.
There is no surrender no time to fall apart
My mind gets weaker your lies will kill my heart.
Like a dying rose,this beauty fades away
And that feeling it will never change
One again i can hear those white lies
With those tell-tale signs
i can see it in your eyes
Need no excuses as i have heard them all before
My heart heart was broken i still let you through my door
You did not surrender, already fell apart
Now my mind gets stronger, no weight around my heart
Like a dying rose, this beauty never fades away
And my feeling would never change
Arose my anger out came the fear
I hold these chains now, but you still don't seem to hear.
Ticking of the clock, hear the falling of the sand
Sand of illusion, ruled by my own hand
There is no surrender, no time to fall apart
but now my mind is stronger and no weight upon my heart.
Like a growing rose my beauty shines today
and my feeling already changed.
Copyright © Stephanie Davies | Year Posted 2012
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Stephanie Davies Poem
I am a simple Soul
I do not ask for much
Been good to others,have a mothers touch
Honest and kind
is now so hard to find
yet wherever i go they follow
they make me sad,feel sorrow feel bad
I made those mistakes
they refuse go away
Maybe illl be-able to forget someday
Why do i deserve this cruel mental torture
surely i have been hurt enough in the past?
All i ask is to be happy
I don't want money or material things
Just a genuine smile and some wind beneath my wings
Yet at every corner i turn i see a face
That takes me back to a awful place
Please let me breath now
i am tired and old
want my last years of life with a happy story to be told.
no more tears no more ghosts
All i want is loving cuddles,that is what i need the most.
Stephanie Davies.
Copyright © Stephanie Davies | Year Posted 2012
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