You stare into my eyes,
and nod to my words,
yet in your eyes I see nothing
other than frustration
and exasperation.
I learn your ears
are stopped, with what
I do not know.
I realize your heart
is stopped as well.
The beating still struggles on,
for now, but when you look
away or mutter BUT sentences
I know I can't help you now.
I can't being to mend your sorrow
until you pull all your plugs
and allow the pain to flow out
and the words of those
who love you
to flow in.
Jun 28, 2015
Jun 28, 2015 at 6:33 PM UTC
You stare into my eyes,
and nod to my words,
yet in your eyes I see nothing
other than frustration
and exasperation.
I learn your ears
are stopped, with what
I do not know.
I realize your heart
is stopped as well.
The beating still struggles on,
for now, but when you look
away or mutter BUT sentences
I know I can't help you now.
I can't being to mend your sorrow
until you pull all your plugs
and allow the pain to flow out
and the words of those
who love you
to flow in.
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