Dictated Day

Dictated Day

A Poem by Tenten

 

 
Raw pieces of the broken heart
Make their way across this page
With the music of back then
The clicks of broken nails
Across a keyboard worn
Away with this month’s use
Knowing confidently
Your occupied eyes
Shall never meet a childhood confession
Preoccupied mind that holds you
As raw pieces of a broken heart
Find that scream you never heard
Once more, for the day
Till night offers suffrage
In the form of stars and forest floors
Mother smiling from above
 

© 2008 Tenten


Author's Note

Tenten
Cp. 12:47PM Sat 05/31/08 'The Day You Went Away' M2M lonely, alone, heart hurts just a prick, trying to speak, worry, wondering, to Mother, never reaching the proper confession (Typed, House)

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Added on September 23, 2008

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Tenten
Tenten

Alamosa, CO



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I know me well enough to know that I don't who I truly am and that I deceive myself into believing i have found my way in life. i well away of the fact that i am a contradiction of actions and words a.. more..