In Between the Lines

In Between the Lines

A Poem by Amy

In between the lines is where I hide,

where you have to look,

the answers lies.

 

In between the lines my soul screams for you,

but you love to skip sentences,

as you skim through.

 

In between the lines I call out your name,

Can you hear me?

Does my voice sound the same?

 

In between the lines there is a lesson to be learned,

a meaningful story,

where I’ve been burned.

 

In between the lines you’re blind to all of this,

you could care less,

you selfish, lousy, prick.

 

In between the lines you were asked to try,

but “God forbid”

you’d much rather lie.

 

In between the lines you can’t connect the dots,

you misread their meanings,

my heart is tangled up in knots.

 

In between the lines there’s you and I,

but as we fade,

you start to cry.

 

In between the lines I walk away,

there’s no need to worry,

tomorrow's a brand new day.

© 2009 Amy


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It's a shame that more people can't read between the lines, especially when we most need them to. I really liked this. It's clever and endearing! One of my favorites from you so far! Great piece :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

"In between the lines" you can get a very good story. This was a good piece, very sweet and sad at the same time.
Karla

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Ah this is cute Amy! In between the lines eh! Well that's where he needs to sign his name and let you know that your his! Well penned.

Posted 12 Years Ago


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I enjoyed this peice. It is a convorsation or feeling that everyone has had at least once in thier adult lines

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Hello, my name is Amy. 22 years old. I'm a strong, independent, free thinking person. I don't have to see the world through the same eyes as everybody else. I have my own opinions. I can use my .. more..

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