Put your hand on my heart
Hear me for what I am
Don’t be scared this time
You are my closest friend
You don’t have to kiss me just yet
Why do you hide your face
Just look through my mask of illusion
And drift to a better place
We come from different worlds
But I keep hearing the same heard line
You think I’m just the material man
Why should you waste your time
Its hard to be true...
I sit on the bed, alone and free
Ticket in hand, bags by my knees
I smile to myself and think out loud
The adventures I had that made me proud
A long time ago, I had a dream
To visit a world I had never seen
To open my mind to exciting new things
Ready for anything, goose bumps on my skin
And so fast the time passed me by each day
From London, Rome, Paris and Spain
So many memories ...
I hang my head down low
The leaves they have fallen
My heart I clench, it shatters
I surrender to my fallen crown
My footsteps whisper an echo
To the suffering of the rain
Why does my shadow still haunt me?
I think I’m lonely now
So strangled with love are some
Caught up in traps of memories
Fighting in times of war
Hiding their faces in time
Where is my mirror hiding?
Do I dare...
I wasn’t sure if this exercise meant only dialogue and no mention of what the characters are thinking or just no he said, she said references. so as an experiment, version 1 is just dialogue and version 2 dialogue and thoughts. I'm interested to know if the reader cam sense similar emotions from version 1 that are expressed in version 2 and which version would be better in a story.
Version 1: ...
No one ever did find out what happened to Penny when she disappeared from the jetty last summer. Freida, the local baker swore on her Mother’s grave that she was pushed by her husband after an argument got out of hand. Penny never mentioned a bad word about ‘her’ Gus. They were often seen walking around town hand in hand and laughing together.
Trevor, the librarian had a different spin on the...