Poem Index
Don't Be Surprised
I see the finger
pointing at me,
and watch me glare
as I push it to the side.
When it flings back,
don't be surprised if I break it.

I see the mouth
lecturing me,
watch me shut my ears
and block you out.
Worry about your own life,
don't be surprised when I don't pry into yours.

I see the eyes
staring at me across the room,
and watch me turn away
as I pretend not to care.
When your face goes sour and you walk towards me,
don't be surprised if I walk out.

See the body?
I know this doesn't exist.
Everything has at least one finger, eye or mouth.
Watch me approach it,
worry about all the things YOU'VE done,
and don't be surprised when I wrap my arms about it,
in a tight embrace.
Don't
lecture me
mock me
leave me
excessively tease me
not answer me
cage me
break me
ignore me
starve me
talk through me
worry when no one cares for me
be mean to me
disown me
care for me
think I lie

And when you don't believe me,
pretend you don't see me cry,
and don't unlove them,
when they need you most.
I miss You
Did you think of me when you slid,
I saw you slip and slide reaching for me
on your ice covered road of life.
You were so close!
Not even I could have prepared for your fall
My hand still reaches out,
though yours has long since vanished,
and I cried for you;
before and after the gate.
I tried so hard for you.
I always stood waiting,
though it seemed I might not have,
when you were all alone those nights.
We were all at the cliff,
we never thought YOU'D jump.
And when you were falling, was I in your head?
If I fell too,
could I have reached you?
Been your life-line?
I never though of anything without you.
I saw you there til the end.

I never could have reached you,
I see that now,
even though I wanted to,
I truly did.
You were my one true friend,
I'm sorry this was the end of your story.
The guy wasn't with the girl,
and there wasn't a happily-ever-after.
I wish I could have caught you,
and I hope I see you again one day.
I'll pray for everyone like you,
and those like me to take their blinds off.
And when I see you that day,
let me lie crying at you feet for forgiveness,
and tell you, "It wasn't meant to be that way."
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