Sick love

Beautiful is what? Tell me I’m beautiful...
Tell me I’m beautiful
that I amaze you every day
your love is so powerful
you mold me like clay
This awkward silence
is what’s making me sad
in a room with the audience
my heart is like a sketch pad
You words are so tempting
my eyes are so tired
is this the beginning
or am I just wired
Your face is so pale
my mind is so alone
I’m walking this empty trail
my heart is so unknown
I guess our love will never be
as beautiful
as I want you to see

By Chrissy Smith
Published: 3/31/2005 		Your Contributions: Tell us a Poem! You don't have to be a Buzzle.com author to contribute to Poetry Bee. Submit a poem of your own right now!
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