COLD


Cold reality
As Empty as a turned back
Those words cut deep
And leave a mark

There's no braking through
Or making up
Conversations go in circles
And nothing is put in the past

I ache for this
What I ,in mind, visualize
Time is fractured and limps on
And I'm well aware
of your view... as empty as a turned back

Those words cut deep
And leave a mark
Try noticing some good in me
Please stop taking pieces off me
I'm already aware of your view of me




Words by gills
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Written on 2007-12-09 at 06:56

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Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
So many years gone by, and so many reads, but not one comment before this! I could feel your emotions clearly in this well constructed poem, Gills. Blessings, Allen
2026-01-02