All these empty words
pages
of
dreams
of
promises
Only promised to yourself.
Talking, smiling, insisting, lying
Who do you think you’re fooling?
Me
to
myself
to
You
I am you
So keep smiling
And talking your empty words
While the pages are left blank
Or is it invisible ink?
it is
Journals Of Enreal 
Once again you capture such depth of emotion in so few words. Love. 🙂
I’ve missed your poems, Enreal. It’s good to have you back. 🙂
Thank you my friend. I was bombarded with words today. Thank you for being here to help me catch them.
Haha! I can tell! And you are most certainly welcome. 🙂
Wow. This was powerful.
The line “I am you” slapped me right in the face…. followed by the “keep smiling”…
which is, of course, what I’ll do…
what we all do, I guess…
(well, except for those really crotchety folks… 😉
indeed Sam, most of us do, because the ones who understand, understand that there is little else we can do. keep on going, everyday… until the smiles turn to wrinkles… and then they can’t tell (the crotchety folks(i like that word 😉 ))