My Illness

I run from everything
all conflicts, all problems
I hold onto my past
keeping the pain inside
I let nothing out
I am a mute

I hide from the truth
block out the lies as well
silence is a virtue
and that is all i want
to avoid listening to them
I am deaf

I close my eyes and see darkness
I open them and see the same
no one has my back
no one at my side
I shut my eyes
to dream and see
I am blind

left behind i feel nothing
battered and bruised i feel no pain
heart is broken every day
but nothing will show on my face
I feel nothing



Poetry by Mark Reynolds
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Written on 2005-12-21 at 17:12

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I felt a crushing as I read this.
It is far too much a weight a soul should carry. Such an exquisite expression!
Good to see you posting again.
Or is it me that have been gone so long?
2006-01-03


Esti D-G
Loved every word especially the phrase :"I shut my eyes to dream and see
I am blind" Beautifully structured poem, with no bullshit and just pure pain and sadness! Keep writing, I think it helps.
Luv esti
P.S. Bruised. Sorry, used to teach English!
2005-12-27


Black Knight
Very well. I like it.

Best regards,
Black Knight.
2005-12-21


GB
Hi ! Very well done ! Rating 5 Glen ( GB )
2005-12-21