Artist:  Jean Paul Avisse

To One Far Away
By: JoAnna Martin

To one far away, you know not how I feel.
You know not what I think-myself I conceal. 
As my conscience, even you do not know what I hide.
For if you did, no longer would you want to guide.
I hide myself from you so as to not scare you away.
I wear this mask of innocence. Of myself, I am afraid.
My mind is corrupted, my heart-cold as ice.
Listen to my soul, can you hear the cries?
They are the lonely cries of those I hurt.
It is everyone's pain with which I flirt.
How can I stop all this madness within me
before it takes over and leaves my soul empty?
I stand beneath the mystical moon,
each minute passing, but none too soon.
Sadness engulfs my mind and my heart
as I think about those I have torn apart.
I know that deep inside me, nowhere easy to find,
hides a sweet child-naive, ignorant and blind.
One day I may find her and stop all this pain
and mend all the hearts that in the past I have slain.


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