November 28, 2008

WIth a Red Velvet Cover

I am jumbled with emotion
A weeping love letter
Words are desperately put on me
I was a sacrificed tree
I've been flattened and colored
Deep secrets hide inside me
I'm a concealed possession,
An old woman's soul
With a red velvet cover
My body is torn and withered
From a struggled life that's been lived
I am an untold biography
Its chapters never revealed
I am the truth
With bruises blue and black
I am evidence of an agonizing life
I'm her forever broken heart
My pages are cracked
I'm her sorrow and tears
Smeared words that can't be read
Tucked away under a mattress
Only one knows where I am
All locked up
And only she holds key

*wrote this for my creative writing class senior year

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