You think you are knowing me
but what is it you truely see -
what I am trying to scream,
or what you want to believe.

Every line opens a broken scar,
further from who we really are,
leaving just a fallen shell
of all we'll never tell.

This hidden me is yours alone now,
every smile, every frown.
These lines are my sacred vow,
that's why I have to get them out.

05/01/09

* Be careful what you wish for.....

Viola Grey

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/every-line/