deepundergroundpoetry.com
Within my spirit
Within my spirit many secrets I keep,
in fear of what people might say...
The mask I wear shows one face,
yet underneath bitter tears I weep...
I cry, my wound is deep and oozes unbound,
yet no one knows, for I make no sounds...
I yearn for tender love, and hope one day
that sweet affection will come my way...
Gypsy red
Jan.2012
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 2
reading list entries 0
comments 7
reads 773
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.