I looked at her
As she glances at me
Those crystal beans
On her eyes were falling.

I saw the sadness
She’s been hiding inside
The pain she’s been carrying
On that cold dark night.

She then smiled at me
Telling me she was fine
I smiled back at her
I wish I could help.

She started the conversation
Though no words came out
I, then understood
It really hurts.

No one could ever understand
No one…
No one could ever care
No one..

I felt the pain
I wiped her tears
On that cold dark night
I only have my replica.

A broken heart.
No one to hold on to,
nothing to mend it
or bring it back.
A million pieces,
fallen to the ground.
Sad and alone
in a dark empty space,
Left to cry,
in a cold, forgotten place.
Left to die.
Jumbled up in a scattered soul.
A broken dream,
no hope to reach it,
nothing to keep it alive
or help it breathe.
A thousand tries,
failed to reach anything.
Dead but never died,
scared but never tried.
In a place I've never known,
Left alone
in my own empty mind,
on the borderline,
left to fall off the edge
No where to go
with a broken heart
and a broken soul.
Walking all alone
into the* *unknown.

An old town that escapes the reality of today. 
I'd trade anything to see it in all of its glory. 
No cell phones, everyone smiling and waving.
Everything peaceful and happy. 
The sun peeking through the pine trees.
Do you hear the mockingbird's song? 
The summers are hot and humid,
the creaks are filled with crawfish,  
The banks filled with frogs and
Us playing cowboys and Indians.
A summer love and
A Mason jar of cold sweet tea. 
"Thank you Mrs. Maybell!" 
We giggle and run to our hiding place near the oak trees.
"Tag your it!" 
We all scurry barefooted through the woods. 
Screams, shouts. 
We forgot how we are still here, 
In the same town over taken by the sounds of silence. 
You may think this story is over; 
The truth is, it’s only just begun. 
"Back when I was a child" 
maybe seem boring to some, 
but if you listen-
You may be surprised how you will want to go back 
to a time when we could play near the creaks
and pay five cents for a coke. 
Life was simpler back then,
Back when; 
This town was small and simple, 
but it was home. 
And always will be.