Strong b***h

A Poem by Ladyness

Human Facades

Its ok to feel the wind ripping thru your hollow tree. The depth of searing pain is ok reminding of the humaness of flesh. One day the door slams shut in your face and you pretend not to feel the burn......how can someone be so close yet so very far away? How is that person at your side your intimate lover yet worst enemy, poised like a snake ready to strike? How do i continue to play strong b***h when I'm dying inside, cracking and breaking into pieces that no one else can see? Even the comfort of a friends arms becomes a trap of the heart already bleeding....how can what i want be exactly what i dont need? Self inflicted drama one might say, yet life has such a way of seeming unexpected when they say you get what you deserve...help me Great Spirit to stand strong and blow with the winds of change, guide me, protect me, forgive me, bless me.