This Tale is True and Mine...

This tale is true and mine.
It tells the pain, suffering, sorrow and grief
Brought on by the sensitivity and tenderness
Of one's heart. The misery brought on
By the broken dreams and aspirations of
Taking a chance. Chances that don't come too often.
The confusions of miscommunication
And the illusions of happiness and contentment.
But life is full of misapprehensions, misinterpretations,
Misconceptions, mistakes and misfortune. You learn
To live with the faults and errors of your own life,
As well as, the those of others. But while caught up
In your own stubbornness and arrogance
you get entangled in a web of anguish and
Distress. With no where else to go or turn,
Backed into a corner open to the attacks
At your emotions and still searching for the
Affection to heal your wound as this heartrending joyride
Takes off and leaves you with the feeling of torment
And anxiety of not knowing what to expect, but
The fear from having experienced this hurt as
You have become the manipulator of my moods.

My Comedy-Tragedy

My smile masks the anguish in my soul.
My laughter hides the ferocity that is screaming and raging inside the chambers of my heart.
My care, my joy, my life is a lie created to conceal the bitterness I begrudgingly hold fast to.
Deep within the walls of my body lays a girl.
A scared little girl filled with hurt, anger and fear suppressed within the confines of me and hidden from the world outside.
My heart cries for help.
Look into my eyes, the entrance of my soul, and then will you know my desolation and then will you know me.