I felt...

I felt for those ever mysterious reasons that the following poems wanted to be holding each others hands.

Second Look

My old friend disappointment,
Came to visit me tonight ?
Although it's been a while,
You pierced deep into her eyes.

That face belonged another once,
Presuming, perhaps, like you.
Certain things about myself,
That simply were untrue.

If you really do desire,
I'm an ever open book.
If I need to be a secret,
Am I worth a second look ?

Unless You Save Me

Where do I begin...?
I'm falling once again ?
It's an almost perfect,
Picturesque reflection.

Of times that used to be.
Even untrained eyes,
Could see,
The very same mistakes,
I lay before me.

Robbed of reasoning to some,
Sights or sounds can take me home.
But that's all I have to cope
Unless you save me.