You want me to know something
The messages come, but I am unable to decipher them
You keep reaching out in that way that is yours
Trying so hard to tell me something
Trying so hard to make me understand
But I am too blind and deaf to get it
I scream in frustration
Just tell me, just tell me
Put it before my eyes
Before my ears
Tell me in a way that I understand
Frustration at you and myself
Why can I not understand
What it is your are trying to tell me
Push aside the confusion in my head
Speak plainly for me to understand
With frustration comes the sadness
Desperately I want to know what you say
But in my own confusion and frustration
The message gets lost
You slip away now, and I grow cold
No longer feeling bold, I curl inward
Shutting away everything, turning my back
As I too slip away

In words to relate:

Love, Hope, Fear, Exposure
I put my pen to paper, but only a picture comes through,
see the picture, read its thoughts, know, feel,

My pen draws, but it does not speak directly,
only in blood can it scribe a message,
but in ink it can paint a picture.

I try to show, I try to make the image clear,
I try to let you know, I try so hard,
but my hands shake with fear.

So see my pictures, read between the strokes,
know my heart, and see my words,
Exposure, Fear, Hope, Love
Hope, Love


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Even though you may want to know what someone is saying to you.
It may be hard for them to say it. To speak the words, is to leave yourself exposed and open. So at times, its easier to let the picture speak the thousand words. Just a thought, cheers and good luck!

Hey sis just wanted to tell you i love this one as much as the others

your a great writer!

Float Poet, relax; float into it. Exit expectation, exit frustration.

Breath my daughter the words and understanding will come

Love

It needs to be real clear remember I’m the fool, too close and got burned... Holding on to my tears, loneliness is fed on lessons not learned. No one's ever meant so much to me, don't think anybody ever will. Funny how I thought my destiny was set in stone. Can't tell you how sorry I am for the way that I made you feel. Hopefully over time if you've given it some thought, I hope to be the man you choose. I think it's harder to have loved & lost then to never have had any love to lose.


Loves' Hindsite

So many times we don't want to hear the words before us
nor see what we see for it was not what we wanted it to
be but then reality sets in and we have no choice but to
look. For hiding will never get us anywhere.

Thank you everyone