Forgive me if I walk away
With words left upon my tongue.
My intentions have no voice.
Forgive me if I turn
From the shadows in your eyes.
My own keep them closed.
I built these walls
For my heart will start to bleed
If I let them down just a moment
To feel your broken bones.
Forgive me if I shed no tears
When the cold rain beats you down.
It’s not that I do not care.
I must turn my face away
For the sake of self-preservation.
© Anne D. Salyer
Excerpt from the book “A Treasures of Seashells”
Anne D. Salyer
I was born and grew up in a small town in Oklahoma. Eventually I escaped to Kansas where I met the love of my life with whom I’ve been with for 25 years. We currently reside in Overland Park with three cats, my neglected poetic children, and this raccoon puppet. All in all, it is a good life!
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