you are a work of art

created by pens and pastels that cannot be erased
composed of scribbles and beauty from your toes to your face
you are one of a kind, you are not like the rest

you are a work of art; a beautiful mess

please forgive me
when i go
but there was a sadness in me
i never did show

i kept it buried inside
where only i could feel
and i tried to tell myself
that it just wasn't real

i hid it from all
because it knew what it did
it tears you apart
with a darkness you can't rid

and i have tried my best
and thought i could handle it
but it has been so long
it is time i give in to it

so i bid my farewell
it will be better this way
and know it's not your fault
but i could no longer stay.

s.s

concrete covers this place
leaving a dark and hallow space
once lively and full of glee
now they just call her she
no one bothers to learn her name
maybe she likes it better that way
no one has ever cared enough before
to help her open up that door
so for now she sits and prays
that there will come better days
so she may fill that hallow space
among the concrete that covers this place