Naked, stark on the side walk
Darkness I used to hide in, though my face was always in the light
Exposed, seen through and discovered
Somewhere out of sight and undercover I did play
Stripped until my supple marrow is taken from the bone
Something saw right through me, once no body knew me
In their eyes I was in their likeness
Now they’re not all so sightless
There’s nothing to shade my skin from the light
of their burning eyes so bright
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This is very much a symbolic poem, as opposed to literal. Bear that in mind.
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With Love: A Collection of Works
PoetryA Collection of different writing medias I've experimented with, from prose, poetry and song lyrics to (very) Short Stories & 'Articles.' Some of these will be new pieces for this book, others I may have written a few years ago and just never had a...
