|The Stranger Within (standard:poetry, 327 words)|
|Author: David Anthony||Added: Sep 26 2000||Views/Reads: 2255/1016||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|A poem about the inner person beneath our social facades and it's struggle to be known as it really is...|
The Stranger Within The party plays on, I sit and watch from afar. Invitation unextended Dreams unrealized. I am a hypocrite I say no But I mean yes No one hears--they've stopped listening. A lone stranger am I, Rough, dark, sarcastic. Or so I'd have you think. Illusions my game, deception my piece. You think you know me but you don't. What you see is vapor, a spectre of deception. No one knows. No one sees. The light within the beautiful power that is me. What I could do if I had the courage--the will The power to step out from behind this veil The inner beauty to reality. But the power is not there should you know or even care The body here, but the soul unrevealed Is this to be my destiny sealed? And so time will march on Never to see that which is me Never to dance Never to love Can I accept this fate to die bitter and alone? Not to have tried to struggle against the inevitable? But my silence is a habit Click here to read the rest of this story (55 more lines)
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