On A Dusty Shelf

 

On a Dusty Shelf

 

Here I am

Open my cover

See how torn I am

My binding is breaking

I'm held together by my own will

Now see the scratched out words

And the ripped out pages

The Words are my scars,

missing pages are the memories

too painful for me to read

But if you ask about them...

I promise I will tell

I will not hide my personal Hell

I am an open book now read me!

Find out who I am

No question will go unanswered

Nothing will I hide...

I am a book open in front of you

Read me and know me

I will not lie

For here in you hands I will abide

I lay here broken

Asking for nothing

Just notice I'm held together by my will

I do not wish to be mended...

For I don't know how

Not even Duct tape can fix me

For my nothing will stick

Please Hold me gently

read my every word

Please read me

and Know me...

Don't leave me be

Reviews

[Wolfwind Words]

This was cool! I imagined one of my grandfathers old books talking to me about philosophy, while i held it in my hands!
I really liked how, not only was it the book talking, but yourself as well.
I shall always treasure this book, and hold it's words dear.
GReat Job! :)

[Captain Blackheart (The..]

This is a beautful piece, truely heartfelt and emotional. I love the way you put it as a book, open for the world to see if only they look close enough. An absolute WONDERFUL write!

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Wow, I can tell this poem is a best seller hehe! This was really heartfelt and done extremely well. Truth from the soul; for it yearns for others to see what you're going through. Very brilliant!

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