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I Am Strong
I am not weak.
Though tremors rack my body
And speed my pulse;
Though pain opens my tear ducts
And crushes my heart into dust -
I can look into your eyes
Through the waves of pain.
Memories carry me
And help me through
A sliver of hope, pushing too.
Yet you don't even consider me
Worthy of a glance -
You can't look me in the eye
'Cuz you don't have the strength,
Your doubts heavier than mine
Would cause you to sink.
But when your eyes
Finally lock onto mine
YOU are the strong one.
As my eyes fill with tears
You hold it all together
While my poker face slips
No emotion is in your eyes.
These are the final seconds
Our eyes will ever meet
And I'm lost from the present,
Remembering the past.
Never before
Have your eyes been so empty
And I hope they're empty
From this point on,
So no one else sees them as bright
As they once were for me.
I voice my feelings
The best that I can
But your lips don't move and
Your eyes show nothing
To help me understand.
So this one-sided release
Has opened my eyes.
I had the courage to break the silence
That was breaking my heart.
You didn't respond
But I did my part;
Though you're the one who walked away,
I am strong.
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Alexandria...that is a most beautiful name to go along with an excessively gorgeous poem.
It is very deep. I feel for you, remembering past heartaches, as anyone should when reading something such as this.
I am impressed. :)
I am mesmerized. *.*
I am wondering. ^.^
Though I adore what Alana mentioned, my favorite part is:
"These are the final seconds our eyes will ever meet, and I'm lost from the present, remembering the past."
Fantastic job. Keep writing forevermore :)
This is good and I can feel the heart ache myself just reading it makes my heart hurt a lil
I really liked this part!:
"While my poker face slips
No emotion is in your eyes."
And the very end too,
"Though you're the one who walked awy, I am stong."
GO ALEX!!!!!! :)
