Sweet little girl
A puppet of this world
What is it you fear?
You want to be brave
But then
Words Unsparingly
Etched into your heart
An echo of an emotion
Undulating down
Sitting in your little box
Is that where you hide?
Sitting quietly in your chair
Hoping no one else will find
Tell me what it is
The things that make you cry
I can keep a secret
I will
Promise I won't lie
You once were the solace
For all of my sorrow
Take back the memories
I've done nothing wrong
and yet
My tears of sadness
Became your cruel answer
And now your words will stay with me
Until the end
Kristen Brown
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-melancholic-poet/
