If only
But
My face disfigured by time
Cobwebs burying my eyes with shame
The product of hate I’ve become
I nurture this pain like a family
I bow my head to the ground
For I am nothing for you to look at
Your time need not be wasted
Your concern is unnecessary
I was born in silence and stillness
No one ever needed to know why
Locked inside my own mind
Unhampered by the sun
Years of expendable existence
All will fade away soon
Forever did I ask your questions
Yet never sought my own answers
But
If only
©2008 Chris Alma Jose
Chris Alma José 
my pain is expandable – what a line, an internal gloom without answers, how very sad
It makes one’s pain worse when it is unacknowledged. And to not seek answers to our own questions leaves us feeling a little empty. I can relate to the gloom, I really can. If only the sun would always shine…..
Eish! That’s hard to read- you’re right it’s dark. What is sad is that there are so many people suffering alone like this.
Clear, crystal writing, though.
Very sad and also very powerful Chris. Great use of the prompt. The drawing was perfect too. Well done. G
very tight.. love the draw words.. excellent post…
Good wok Chris. My favourite lines is,
“I nurture this pain like a family”
which I find potentially very telling and fraught with all sorts of possible meanings.
Thanks,
DavidM
Excellent poem Chris – I can’t add to what David and Paisley said, I’ll just ditto there comments.
The independent line about expendable pain is quite provocative for me as well. Off the cuff, it points me toward concepts of neglect and isolation, but with perfect subtly and art.
I really liked this a great deal – thanks!
“Locked inside my own mind
Unhampered by the sun”
The whole piece is excellent, but these lines really stood out for me.
You are a closet poet! I knew it!!!