Best Poems Written by Chris Combs

Confession

It has been quite a while since I have opened my heart;

To feel these emotions just tears me apart;

I think I was a child, about nine years old;

When I closed my eyes as my heart turned cold;

I would tell you the reason if I really knew why;

I was not beaten, no one close to me died;

I hear how bad life was for the ones I hold close;

They tell me bad stories and tell me of their ghosts;

They don't understand why I need them at all;

They can't comprehend why I cry in the hall;

Well maybe it's time to tell you my ploy;

See, deep inside I'm still that nine-year-old boy;

I cry when I'm yelled at, I cry when I'm hurt;

I cry for attention when I feel just like dirt;

I watch other people and I know how to act;

I just keep moving forward and I never look back;

I get to the top and there is no place to go;

I didn't realize my life has been one giant show;

I don't know who I am now, and I can't find my reason;

I no longer belong here, it's no longer my season;

I don't have a calling, not anymore;

I'm still that little boy, trying to open the door.

Copyright © Chris Combs | Year Posted 2007