Some days
They're just dreary
The sun outside-the clouds in your soul
But you see the world all too clearly
Through the shades
In your bedroom windows
Hiding away
From the pain
The lonely
The salty rain
His tumor
Seems to pound in your own skull
Causing a headache
-mostly fear-
And resisting the pull
To fall apart
Right along with him
His fades scars
Always a bleak reminder
He's not nearly as perfect
As he's seen-not so put together
He hides the long faded drawings on his arms
You hide too
From him-from everything
The food
The very kind she hasn't eaten
Knaws away at your stomach
Not enough words can be written
For her to know
How beautiful
How grown
She really is
So you hide
Because you're tempted to fall apart
But you stay strong
Because you want to save their hearts
You put down the scissors
Pick up the food
The pen
The phone
But still
You hide
Aug 4, 2014
Aug 4, 2014 at 7:29 PM UTC
Some days
They're just dreary
The sun outside-the clouds in your soul
But you see the world all too clearly
Through the shades
In your bedroom windows
Hiding away
From the pain
The lonely
The salty rain
His tumor
Seems to pound in your own skull
Causing a headache
-mostly fear-
And resisting the pull
To fall apart
Right along with him
His fades scars
Always a bleak reminder
He's not nearly as perfect
As he's seen-not so put together
He hides the long faded drawings on his arms
You hide too
From him-from everything
The food
The very kind she hasn't eaten
Knaws away at your stomach
Not enough words can be written
For her to know
How beautiful
How grown
She really is
So you hide
Because you're tempted to fall apart
But you stay strong
Because you want to save their hearts
You put down the scissors
Pick up the food
The pen
The phone
But still
You hide
