This meditative silence
Torn by agonizing staccatos
Of frustrated anger
As I rip apart
My paper heart
Shred after shred
Of flimsy flesh
Fall at my feet
Spilled ink
Of my veins
To make sense of these feelings
And give them to you
But I only hold
These haunted scribbles
Madness and confusion
Obscuring heart’s truth
How then
Could I ever hope
To make you understand me
And my love for you
When I can’t even
Make sense of myself?

13 thoughts on “Misunderstood

  1. You will,when you find you and then,only then will you find true,deep and untainted love…

    Love that looks beyond the skin or form
    That binds up broken patches
    Calms a broken soul
    Puts back together all torn veins
    And restarts the flow of beauty within you
    Beauty long forgotten by wandering un-noticing eyes…

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