Friday, April 23, 2010

A sonnet

You do not know the pain that you’ve caused me.
You do not care that your words left a hole.
You keep on living life so selfishly,
While I cover the marks left on my soul.

You do not care that I cannot forget.
The words you spewed keep whirling through my mind.
I toss and turn and find no rest and yet,
You sleep without a care, sweet dreams you find.

I lift my mask to cover up the ache,
I don’t want you to see what you have done.
The smile I wear, I wear it for your sake
In hopes that it will help in the long run.

The one who guards his mouth preserves his life,
The fool speaks quickly, his lips causing strife.

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