I think this poem describes my pain the best and why i still hold onto the past i used to share with my love.


The Faces You Wear

In life and in love i trusted you and i gave my heart away.

You promised me that you loved me back and that you were here to stay.

Had i only known of the many faces that you wear for all to see,

I could have seen past the caring mask that you put on for me.

And with its beauty, without a word you coaxed it from my hand;

my heart is that of which i speak, the object u did reprimand.

And in one palm, your hand outstretched, my heart rests tightly squeezed.

My emotions and my feelings slaves..from you, these things may never leave.

On your face i was transfixed, my eyes they could not look away.

The poisonous lies behind your smile, they hushed the words my mouth would say.

Never once did my eyes fall to look away from you,

and fix upon your other hand, hidden and obscured from view.

Plainly in your clenching hand did i see what i gave in vain,

the fullness of my love in which you answered with disdain.

The other which i didn't see held what for me was made in hate,

a blade my eyes refused to see...her mask removed far too late.

And now i lay here all alone, the blade pierced deeply into me.

A bitter cold i feel inside, empty where my heart should be.

Her prescense gone without a trace, and all that she has left for me,

is the face that i had trusted...her caring mask and memory.

~D~




Poetry by Donovan
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Written on 2006-12-09 at 16:43

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