The Story

written by: Nydia

Words whispered in secret

Story hidden from the world

Voices only I can hear

Torment me through the night

I can’t help but wait

For silence

But I’ve gotten so used to it

I’ve started to believe

This state of unease is my preference.

Cause’ if everything is all right then there is something wrong.

The more I see the more I fall.

The more inspiration I get to stand tall.

The lies used against me

Tried to hurt me tried to change me

But too wild of a child I am

Not even they can tame me

It’s no one’s fault that I long to be free

I don’t like to be told what to do

So save your breath

I’m the only one that can make me happy

I’m the only one that can make peace in my head

Enough to find that silence to help me rest

It’s what I said

Then you come along with those eyes

With that smile

That can heal me or cut me

I lived in denial

These whispers now have turned to yelling out loud

The story has been found

And you hold it in your hands.

Posted under Poetry by Musikabella on Sunday 4 October 2009 at 10:14 am

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