the root of her pain

Good morning All

I am glad blogger is up and running ... i thought we should all get a little aquainted. i have selected a few of my earlier work to put as a lot of you are not yet familiar with my work...

i hope you enjoy your journey through my mind....

The root of her pain

Les-T
I watched her cry
Traced the dry tears on her cheeks
They took me through one hell of a week
My thoughts made me seem meek
As I journeyed her pain
I wasn’t a driver but a passenger on this train
As it took me back to her delicate chin again
Went up passed those lips that I so often kiss
But something was amiss
She wore a frown I couldn’t crown with a kiss
She spoke words I couldn’t make out on my own
Like bottles, lip stick, used condoms
Messages on my phone
Her tears fell like the summer’s rain
As I search for the story behind her pain

I watched her cry
And I knew it wasn’t me
As I traced the dry tears on her cheek
They took me through one hell of a week
What I saw made me feel sick
How a heart can be made real weak
By a thousand uncertainties in one week
A dozen I don’t knows in one night
It wasn’t me is all I say when we fight
Her light skin cheeks turned red from the crying
I get upset and start writing
The truth sounds like a lie
As I journey up her cheek towards her eye
To peek through the window of her soul
The one soul that makes me feel whole
I hope her tears don’t start to flow
While I seek the root of her pain
I stand and stare deep in her eyes
To find out what it could be
But to my surprise
The root of her pain is me