her eyes were the ocean:
deep and blue,
hidden by tears.
you tried to help,
you asked her
"what's wrong?"
"nothing, just tired,"
was what she had said.
but despite her words
you knew there was more;
something deeply hidden
in the depths of the ocean,
of the saltiness of
the gentle sea.
there was a battle
going on inside of her,
tearing at her rib cage,
paralyzingly her soul
but she wouldn't let you in;
her walls were too high.
inside she was
b r o k e n
a powerful sea of emotions,
but outside she was
s m i l i n g,
just what you knew
you wanted to see
a.m.
Mar 10, 2013
Mar 10, 2013 at 9:01 PM UTC
her eyes were the ocean:
deep and blue,
hidden by tears.
you tried to help,
you asked her
"what's wrong?"
"nothing, just tired,"
was what she had said.
but despite her words
you knew there was more;
something deeply hidden
in the depths of the ocean,
of the saltiness of
the gentle sea.
there was a battle
going on inside of her,
tearing at her rib cage,
paralyzingly her soul
but she wouldn't let you in;
her walls were too high.
inside she was
b r o k e n
a powerful sea of emotions,
but outside she was
s m i l i n g,
just what you knew
you wanted to see
a.m.
