DENIAL

by GINA ARCIERI - Not entered

Now that I am gone
don't try to put 2+2 together.
It's too late now, it wont do you any good!
  After all, how could you see through that heavy siut of armor.
You know, the one you donned whenever I was near.
The one that kept you safe,
and left me awkward, and naked, with scars and bruises.
  How could you see past that wall of protection.
You know, the one you built when you saw me coming.
The one that kept you deaf, and blind,
and left me moaning, and whaling,
and begging, and bleeding.
  How could you see through the dark could of denial.
You know, the one that loomed overhead,whenever you spoke of me.
The same one that hung over the cemetary that day,
and left me breathless, and lifeless, and still, and silent.

Reason for writing:

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Birth sign: Not entered
Date created: 1999-02-09 09:51:02
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:40:53
Poem ID: 51754

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