Write_Stuff_Poetry

Forbidden Mention What causes your family to bury the past? To hide from the truth, don’t want it to last Is it better to bury the problems of old? I found out its lies I have always been told. I wondered what the whispering was all about It sent chills up my spine~ I wanted to shout Curiosity left me uneasy and scared I knew there was something that should have been shared. Now turn the clock forward, this mess I must fix The damage is done; I am scarred by the mix The secrets are buried so deep in the ground Is there hope that my history can someday be unbound? I was raised in a family so bound by abuse There were such evil things that were unspoken, obtuse We lived in a dungeon without any key As children we just had no option to flee. The secrets were buried, or so they did think I vow to disclose all these stories in ink These demons, they need to be torn from my life No more generations will carry this strife. If your life has been stable, with love and support Don’t pretend that

Look Right Through Me I looked in your eyes, and what did I see That clearly you were not thinking ‘bout me What is it about me, I really must ask That makes you look past me, like I wear a mask You know you can trust me That your confidence I’ll keep I am always loyal, faithful to friends That’s where it stops, yes, that’s where it ends I never saw this coming, though In fact, I don’t even want you to know So why am I feeling this, what did I see I felt like we had a sweet chemistry I can’t even mention this-feel like a fool I know I can’t do it, which just isn’t cool I put feelings to paper to shelter my heart I have to protect me, I have to be smart I find it amazing that I’m here to write To mention my feelings, these feelings I fight It seems pretty silly, the way that I feel So, silly in fact, perhaps it’s not real? Just what am I thinking- I’m sharing my heart To people unlikely- that isn’t too smart I’m sure in the long run

IF I EVER UNDERSTOOD As I close out my fiftieth year So many things I used to fear Have given way to joy, not sorrow And promise of a new tomorrow I’ve come to see that there are things That being over fifty brings Like memories made out of solid gold That sooth my heart and can’t be sold I know they say you can’t look back To find the things you may have lacked It’s when we set up limitations That looking back can’t cause elations Don’t ever look at the number you are Unless you think you’re not a star Those people who come from your past Contribute to the YOU that lasts Each person somehow left a mark And sometimes even there’s a spark Don’t wait to speak, don’t wait to share Don’t wait to tell them that you care My eyes have opened very wide To what I missed and why I hide I will not miss another day To say the things I NEED to say! Vickie Skowronski ~Copyright September 2009