Submissions by jrthepoet (J.R.)

As I rack my brain for the correct words to say and the proper tone in which to deliver them,
I can't help but feel like I'm putting on an act.

It is as if I am now tamed,
At the mercy and whimse of the sensitive souls,
Who couldn't bear to view the movie reels that my mind would roll.

There is a clear and concise distinction between what is spoken and what is thought.
And essentially, the both are worlds apart.

This in itself redefines the phrase "Mean what you say, and say what you mean."
As I hold this phrase dear to my heart, I find...

Heart exposed and I know that I’m in trouble,
You tear my world down, I’m stuck in all the rubble.
I act calm, I act like nothing is wrong,
and you’re oblivious to the fact that I’ve been hurting all along.

I mean it’s nothing,
Really baby it’s nothing.  I swear.
I just want you to understand me or something…and care.
Shit, wishful thinking never fixed our damn problems,
But I’m scared that talking it out would cause more drama rather than solve them.

And so I’d rather stay silent than speak up and cause another fight,
And keep praying that...