- Barbara Koerth
- Category: Issue 84 (November - December 2011)
It is as though my world is a blur I can't seem to make things make sense Nothing makes sense It's like a snow globe Shaken and stirred In comparison to the flakes Everything is disarray My mind is a mess I toss and I turn I can't sleep I can't eat It has been 3 days now I feel lost I feel alone There are people around There are people home Tears fall from my blue eyes I can't make them stop They fall with a pin drop I can't recall when I last laughed I hurt inside I want it all to go away The pain The fear The tears I look in the mirror What do I see A shell of me I see a little glimpse Of who I once was I see sadness I don't see the real me Time to get ready Can't let the world see Hide my sadness Hide it with makeup And false smiles Be the pretty girl The one everyone adores Not the one you don't share Only some see her This charade never ends My love never dies My tears I will hide I must go outside The world is waiting Barbara Koerth is a freelance writer and has written published poetry and continues to do so. She lives in the Houston area with her husband and children. She is currently studying Psychology.
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