Would They Care? If I Dared.

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Would They Care? If I Dared.

Do you miss my smile or my gentle kiss?
Do you miss my eyes and how they could not supress?
The feelings I held down, so they could not be found.
They tell no lies.
These saddend eyes.
So filled with tears,over the years.
They can see tommorow,but it brings them sorrow.
Just knowing they will not see your loving face.

I long for your warm embrace,and how i could always burry my face.
You would hold on tight,with all your might.
Never letting go.
None of it was a show.

My eyes are leaking
The pain is creeping.
There is so much that I am bleeding.

I try to hide
This pain I feel inside.
The mask is back.
It will not retrack.

To all I am fine
My world is divine.
They do not see
The tortured heart in me.
I try to muffle the cries
Yet they can still hear the sighs.

It is consuming me
I must set it free.
This agony deep inside me.
It yerns to flee
Yet there is no remedy.
My heart is breaking
My mind is aching.
The blood flows free
Yet no one sees.

They do not realize.
How much sorrow there is in me.

I long for it to be over
To just let the pain take over.
The only problem there you see,
Is that then there would be no more me.

But would you really care?
If I dared.
To end my missery
And cease to be.

I doubt you would care
Because no one has ever dared.
To really see me.
They do not hear my cries.
As they pass by.
So when you do not truly exist
Is there really a point to persist?

Would it be noticed?
Would they appear at my viewing?
Would they even realize?
That I had died.

Would they care?
If I dared.

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Walt Whitman, American Poet (1819-1892)

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