I want, so much
for you to see me.
But I’m scared you’ll see
right through the layers
so carefully constructed to hide
all that remains to be seen.
Because when you truly see me
and discover what lies beyond this face
I’m afraid I’ll find my darkest space
through knowing eyes
who’ve seen the whole
of a truth I can’t be facing.
Yet it’s only when you see me
That I’ll ever really know
The path I’m meant to go
And whether there’s something actually hidden
Or if all I am is just
Empty.
Zoewiezoe 
Nicely done!
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Thank you thank you!
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Welcome!
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(Just when you think she can’t get any better) … she tops it!!
By a mile. Miles Ahead. Milestone.
What a marvelous piece of writing.
Goose bumps.
You really are an artist!
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This is so well-written and beautifully expressed:
“Yet it’s only when you see me
That I’ll ever really know
The path I’m meant to go
And whether there’s something actually hidden
Or if all I am is just
Empty.”
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Thanks so much!
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You’re welcome!
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Beautiful.
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Thank you!
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Difficult to imagine anything less empty than a heart that pulls out words like these.
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Damn. You’re too kind.
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flow to the show
smile
all the while
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The mask
Always firmly in place
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This poem is do brutally honest
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Kind of fitting then…since life also tends to be 😊
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I like your style of writing in this – nothing forced or contrived to me – it seems as if your words come to you quite naturally.
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That’s a huge compliment, wow. Thank you!
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Beautiful
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Sometimes we can’t help but feel empty and that’s okay. Life is cray cray but you my lady are not empty. Not in the least!
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This poem made me think. I would love if you could write a poem replying. I would love it was from someone who loves her, and sees her insecurity but loves her completely. It would be so neat I think I think if it touched on how hard we can judge ourselves. Hugs! – David
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Every well holds something that matters to be cherished.
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Great poem! Thanks for sharing your words!!
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Beautiful
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Hauntingly Beautiful
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Deep!
Beautiful ❤
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Beautiful 👌
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This is as evocative as it gets, Zoe. Love it. 🖤🖤
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I thank thee!
😇🥰
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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SMiles THere Is surely
Lots of Emptiness
in the World
Joy
Naked
Covered by
So Many
Layers
Spoon
Fed From
Birth Away From
Foraging Dance And
Song Hand-iN-Hand
Village of Warmth
‘The Child’ Yes
Yoda Ultimate
Prize
Indeed
Truly
Un
Masked
Masked
Such
A
Destructive
Thrift Store of Clothes
WHere Naked Joy Just Gets Lost…
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guteral and real and so much loved it!! ❤️
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It’s quite relatable
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Thats a good one Zoe.
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So true!!! Keep writing
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💪 Thank you!
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>*silent self-reflecting*<….
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I hope writing this helped clear your head and made light whatever it is that you are carrying.
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It usually does!
For a while, at least 🙂
Thank you 😊
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Sorry you are feeling so empty. Reminds me of a poem “Please hear what I’m not saying” Worth checking out, I think. x
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Beautiful 😍
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I know the feeling all too well. Kudos for being able to write it down.
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Whether this is simple prose or a piece of the real you, the answer is the same. Take the chance. You will never know unless you try.
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Emptiness it’s about perception of thinking for example empty glass some people say Hollow cylinder ,some says half empty ,some say well ,some say ring or circle like tank etc it’s totally depends upon perception 🤔🤔
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