Open Sores by JS Lambert

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
1st place winner in a contest on PoetrySoup

Submitted: April 17, 2011

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I am a coward with open sores.
I write, and wonder how many it bores.
I hear my mind, argue with my heart repeatedly.
I see others carrying out my dreams;
That’s what’s defeated me.

I am a coward with open sores.
I pretend open doors are closed, and walk the other way.
I touch base with the fear in my heart.
It tears me apart; and makes me reluctant today.
I worry the world will leave me.
I cry because no one believes in me.

I am a coward with open sores.
I understand nothing comes easy.
I say I’m happy;
But even I don’t believe me.
I dream I am healed and brave.
I try to overcome my weaknesses before I’m in my grave.
I hope you hear me.
I’m on all fours.
I am a coward with open sores.

~JS Lambert
*****1st Place Winner in the March Madness Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Carolyn Devonshire *****


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