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Confession 1

by Kristen Heyl

Locked up as tight
as a maximum security prison
are my thoughts and feelings.

The right combination
will open up the doors
though it may take time.

Tears fall onto the page
as I write this,
for in my mind I know
time isn't on my side
and what I consider my "safeguard"
may end up being my "destruction".

Know that I want you
to understand what goes on in my mind
and the words I want to say
are there each time you ask
but they just can't find their
way out of my mouth.


You tell me that the worst that will happen
when I tell you is that you will laugh,
that's just what I am afraid will happen.

I know when you laugh it isn't meant cruelly,
yet it triggers that feeling inside my heart
making me withdraw and become quiet,
afraid to venture out again.

I see you are willing to make the effort
to open these doors and I understand
your preoccupation with time
for time is my enemy as well.

The only thing that I can promise you
is that when the doors finally open
you will have found something
nobody else has ever seen, my true soul.

Copyright Kristen R. Heyl
August 21, 2003

08/21/2003

Posted on 05/18/2010
Copyright © 2024 Kristen Heyl

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by A. Paige White on 05/18/10 at 11:27 PM

This is beautiful. There's only one soul like yours and the one who designed it designed it with the intent to treasure it. I pray you will find this to be true. You're not alone in those fears, you know. We all experience them to some extent. I'll pray God will guide you to someone you can truly trust to be real with. We all need that. Beautiful reading sweetie.

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