I told her to map her problems
because i would travel the world to fix them
It was true
I couldn't stand the pain she was facing

I found her on an Island
the silence was deafening
she was alone an frightened,

I found her in the city
the bright lights blurred everything
She was clutching her chest
she was all alone an frightened,

I found her on the shores
the sea was screaming for help
she was  shaking
she was clutching her chest
she was all alone an frightened,

I bundled her up. I held her tight. I told her to close her eyes.
Everything will be alright

So, I took her home.

Her jade irises were so limited
you watched them
memorized  the way they sparkled in the light
you knew back than you would have to catch them
before
they
disappear

but you let them disappear

it never occurred to you
that all
your dry remarks
were simply unjust
in the end you had it all wrong

She spoke in a tone that was jagged to the ears of the many that stood beside her.

A weak pen with little to no ink, that's all she is.

It would hit a knick and it would fail to glide seamlessly across the paper, but nonetheless it would endeavor the battle to write.

And she would do the same.

Her eyes scurried over the many faces watching her.

This was her time to speak.

She knew in a few minutes time the crowd would no longer acknowledge her, and there feet would grow tired, and there minds would be filled with the future.

And so she continued.

The paper was already waiting; all she needed to do was try.

He uses a paintbrush
She uses a pen
He styles with color
She styles with her name
Both so alike, yet so different

He stands tall
She is weak at the knees
He shows his work with a proud smile
She hides her work with tears running down her cheeks

By the end of the day projects are done
Hands are tired
minds are numb
One awaits a new day
the other wishes for the end to come

They forgot I have a soul
They got lost in there mean words and judgmental stares
Beneath my skin

I am me
I have thoughts and tragedies
Why can't they see?

Did you know you can suffer for years and never realize?
You're sitting on the cobblestone sidewalk when it hits you
the impact of a flying tennis ball as it hits the racket
the tires scraping across the rocky driveway
but this
it burns, pains, scrapes all in one
the tears come so mellow at first
and suddenly the snap of fingers
the tears wreck you
you can't breathe
to make it worse the monster comes
rage
How could you ever believe everything was ok
All you have left is endless questions
most importantly
why now?

They say she's
bright smiles
always handing in her work on time
quick to be a guiding hand
she says
these are all lies
for she has something so great
green eyes
sharp teeth
scaly skin
fighting a battle in her mind
and she's on the losing side