Painted

Painted

A Poem by Sangria Green

Painted

 

Raining on another day

you appear to me

direct all attention into the ear

that hears the words

that hurt so much

a truth I wanted no one to touch

 

I hate you

I will win this

I will bleed as the sun and rain kiss

the tears on my face

I will conquer you

 

You were a painted face

with painted tears

I am not you

I can’t compare

I am angry

I am scared

I am not you

I can’t compare

 


You were a painted face

with painted tears

I am not you

I can’t compare

I am angry

I am scared

I am not you

I can’t compare

 

Because I feel that I can exhale

Do the angels hate my truths

words that I can not tell myself

 

I do not fight

you hold me down

You yell and cry

I can’t stand the sound

Slowly choking

you leave me there

Dazed I wake alone

The words I whispered

still in the air

 

Words that I told you

In a dream

Would I prefer reality

and lost opportunity

Within my dream

I am confused

What should I think of me

 

You were a painted face

with painted tears

I am not you

I can’t compare

I am angry

I am scared

I am not you

I can’t compare

 

© 2008 Sangria Green


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Added on February 8, 2008

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Sangria Green
Sangria Green

columbia, SC



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