Tuesday, May 17, 2005
for you, my very first best friend
friends forever
remember i love you
And she sits in the corner
the girl with the pretty eyes
but those eyes that use to shine with happiness
are dark and dulled
full of pain
of loss
the frail eyelids not holding back
cold, salty tears
determined to seep out
leaking from the cracks in her weeping heart
shadows flicker across her face,
their almost joyful dance a parody
to the storm of sorrow
and angry agony inside
her full lips are thinned and pale
tightly pressed together
as if trying to prevent the heart-shattering scream
lodged permanently in her throat
from escaping
and she wants to run
she wants to hide
can't show the hurt
can't show her weakness
she wants no one to see her cry
it has always been so
all she wants is to be left alone
for now
all she needs is time
and space
the wounds will heal
though the scars will always stay
and perhaps someday soon
she will be okay
her tears will dry
and the wind will blow the clouds away
and perhaps someday soon
the sun will shine
and the girl in the corner
with the pretty eyes
will look up
and smile.
10:30 pm
alone* in the rain;
