I dare you to move
I dare you to show
I dare you to tell
I dare you to see

The pain you cause
The heartache you bring
The tears you make fall
The sorrow you'll never understand.

They say time heals
They say wounds close
They say scars fade
They say it gets easier

I say I'm still crying
I say I'm still broken
I say I'm still waiting
I say I'm tired of trying.

The voice
Of a broken heart
Can ring loudly
For years
Wrecking even
The hope
Of repairing
Shattered dreams.
Though it's hard
And at night sometimes
So easy to hear
The sound of
A lost loves heart
Beating so clear.
The deafening silence
Allows the tears
And for years
You may sit
silently still.
We will mask ourselves
And cover the scars.
But no matter what
We may think
We are not
A lost cause.
So let your heart
Beat again
Let the sound
Drowned out
The screaming of
A broken heart
Because it's not broken
It's just gained another
Beautiful scar.

If I told anyone
That I was feeling down today
They would tell me to hush
And that it will be okay
The same thing that I used to say
When I didn't know that sadness
Didn't simply fade away

Somewhere out there
Or very close
There's someone somewhere
There has to be, I suppose
Who understands
Who really knows
How quickly sadness comes
And how slowly it goes

If they're reading this right now
I really wish that someway
That somehow
They'd stop
As the world continued around
To come and hold me
Without making a sound

Just to lie with me for a moment or two
So that I won't be alone
As this storm blows through
And I feel as if,
This is all they'd have to do
So tell me darling,
Is this person you?

I'm looking at this blank paper
for at least half an hour
trying to put out
words
that i still haven't swallowed
but that won't come out
easily
as when i tried to speak with him
a few hours ago
and couldn't help
but yell at his
confused words
like an angry mother
who yells at her child
when they make mistakes
but you didn't
and now i'm staring at
this blank piece of
paper
trying to
apologize
for being stupid
and childish
like a kid
that makes mistakes over and over
and never stops
until they are left alone
in a room
grounded
lonely
mad
so they will think about
what they've done
and this blank piece of paper
feels like the corner
of a white room
and i'm locked up
and i can't speak
with you
because you're not here
to listen
to watch
to see me
crawling upon my own sharp words
and hurting myself
so i won't let them out again
so easily
anytime soon.