The Stranger Within (standard:poetry, 327 words)
Author: David Anthony	Added: Sep 26 2000	Views/Reads: 3673/1981	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
A poem about the inner person beneath our social facades and it's struggle to be known as it really is...

The Stranger Within 

The party plays on, 

I sit and watch from afar. 

Invitation unextended 

Dreams unrealized. 

I am a hypocrite 

I say no 

But I mean yes 

No one hears--they've stopped listening. 

A lone stranger am I, 

Rough, dark, sarcastic. 

Or so I'd have you think. 

Illusions my game, deception my piece. 

You think you know me 

but you don't. 

What you see is vapor, 

a spectre of deception. 

No one knows. 

No one sees. 

The light within 

the beautiful power that is me. 

What I could do 

if I had the courage--the will 

The power to step out from behind this veil 

The inner beauty to reality. 

But the power is not there 

should you know or even care 

The body here, but the soul unrevealed 

Is this to be my destiny sealed? 

And so time will march on 

Never to see that which is me 

Never to dance 

Never to love 

Can I accept this fate 

to die bitter and alone? 

Not to have tried 

to struggle against the inevitable? 

But my silence is a habit 


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