she looks with glass eyes <br />my endless depth not apparent <br />plain is my front <br />deep is my real <br />never filled is my heart <br />too fast time eats my dreams <br />limp is my will <br />beautiful are my tears <br />smashed is what i was <br />weak i am though never seen <br />closed is all i could be <br />break this view i beg of you <br />hurt consumes me <br />rarely seen is what i am<br /><br />James Fanthorpe<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rarely-seen/
