Monday, September 16, 2013

Chips in the Glass.

Distant radiance, wishing
it were near, 
Somewhere out there, why
not just right here?

So much to question, but 
question not, so the
voice explains, 
Heart open, spilling all
that remains, 

Don't tread there, for
its' all lain bare, 
Hiding in shame from
eyes that stare,
Yet somehow they
care, 

Please, not forsaken, 
just avoiding the
glare,

Explaining those scars, but
only for you, 
Please, don't tread there,
don't tear this heart
in two, 
Trust, so hard, but
an effort so
true, 
Opening this heart
for you, 

Radiance, out there, just
a shadow cast
down, 
Reaching beyond this
place, hoping
not to drown, 

Please, don't save
me now, 
Just open your heart
and let me in
somehow...
-END-
(C) D.C. Chapman
09/16/2013



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