A Poem by Mariana Silva

Do you still read what I write and so, do you recognize yourself in my eyes?


Lying cold in a grave tonight,

I ponder, do you know the truth?

Do you wonder about me?

Did you really believe I was always right?

I’m dying, so, tell me the truth.

Who did you want me to be?

Unforgiving, you always placed your love on me,

Made me believe it was true,

Until I doubted no more.

You never wanted to decide who I was going to be.

You never questioned what I wanted to do,

But now…you’re asking for more.


Pleading, you ask me for forgiveness.

Bringing tears to my eyes,

I don’t want to think about us ever coming to an end.

Did you ever think I wanted you any less…

When you forced us to say goodbye?

There was no damage, no love to mend.

Jokingly, I proposed to you.

Never in a thousand years,

Did I expect you to consider it…

You didn’t know what to say, or do.

We faced up to old fears,

But it bothered both of us, just a bit.


Continue to play your role in my life,

I need you like a child needs comfort.

The guy I should have feared,

Considered me to be his wife…

Instead of hating each other…we drew comfort.

Where have we veered?

© 2008 Mariana Silva

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Mariana Silva
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True story

Posted 14 Years Ago

Wow. This was an amazing piece. I wouldn't change it in any way.
... true story?

Posted 14 Years Ago

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Mariana Silva
Mariana Silva


Love to read and write, so much in fact, there isn't a place where my journal and pen have not followed me because you never know when something will spring forth to be written. Not a prodigy but some.. more..

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A Poem by Mariana Silva