Your Nightmare

Frown scars and sad eyes even when you laugh
the tears you cry at night
not for me, or any to hear
It is only the rain from your eyes
and the love in your chest that holds
the secret of your past
How I wish I knew your pain!
I want nothing more than to know you
you are your pain
and I am looking through the
glass rose to which you are the seed
The only truth breathes through silent gestures and sarcasm
the day will come, or will it?
when your life like a picture
is put on display
for me the colors vivid
and the picture complete
Only to see, its what I ran from
your nightmare

copyright Valerie Long

> In Another Life

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Apr 11th 2005

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I wrote this a long time ago. I never intended to submit it on here, but then I got inspired to do so.

Painting is Picasso, a picture called friendship. And despite the nakedness, I believe the confusion is exactly how a lot of friendship is.