That little brown face you see
In the suburbs,
Sitting in the corner, in plain sight, yet unseen..
You glance towards her, that frail shabby outline,
“Oh, poor thing”, you say..
And get on with your day.
You don’t let your mind flicker, despite the horrors of that sight.
‘Cause you know, it was a fright..

Like her heart, the ocean deep, but will she ever see?
Oh, the things she heard, the waves that crashed, the ocean’s breeze...
Gleaming was the sun, like her smile, but did she know how bright?
Was she feeling all locked up?
Without anything to seek?
With no real reason but to weep?
Just the thoughts are what made her sad.
Will she ever be glad?
Battling her thoughts to know what’s right...
Waiting for her chance to come in sight?
Calm was she, like the breeze,
But will she ever stop to breathe?
The loss, the grief, taking her down, could she keep her secret the entire round?
When a precious something gone all she can do is be calm?
BE CALM!? I’ll tell you how to do that..
I’ll give you a piece of my mind
Don’t you get it?
She lost her sight..

i stood on the sidelines
as i watched everything
        fall
apart.
      the monster in me,
                                    slowly
                                              fading.

flicker the moment i see you,
they burn;
just like the fire inside your eyes,
my love.

thinking back to the past, words never hurt me,
they just left me bruised.
old bandaids cover the scars, no room to have some more.
falling apart, they see me; uncovered.
the bandaids were my only good attire..