A broken heart
A gray sky
But she says "I'm fine"
A lie
Her eyes are damp
Her eyes are red
Her laughter rare
And her smile dead
She wants to seek comfort
But not sure what to say
She has no friends
And her family seems far away
The blade offers no relief
The tears let nothing out
It's becoming hard to breathe
Like something is keeping her
From being free

One day she found
A pen and a page
She wrote herself right out of her cage
She created a world where she could be
Free

The only pain now
Is the cramp in her hand
From holding the pen too tight
Now when she thinks of the past
She shakes her head and says
"I'm glad i found a pen and a page
To write myself out of my pain,
I'm so glad to be free."

This darkness slumbers inside me
There's nowhere I can hide
How do you run from something
That in your soul resides?

I try to open up my heart
In hope that the darkness might leave
But instead of leaving me alone
To the remains of my soul cleaves

Sunlight makes no difference
On this darkness slumbering inside
I'm not sure how long I can last
Before I succumb to the other side

Please, can someone help me?
Hear my silent screams
Can someone draw the darkness out
Before it consumes me

If I was a mountain

That soared towards the sky,

With craggy snow caps

And stormy grey eyes-



Then you'd be the clouds

That swaddled my peak,

That silenced my thunder

When I tried to speak.



If I was the earth

The desert, in fact:

With arid dry soil

And mud, baked and cracked-



You'd be the rain

The downpour that soothed;

The balm to my bruises,

Relief to my wounds.



If I was the Moon

In the indigo night,

With stars as my blanket

And silver; my light-



Well you'd be the Sun

Just always behind

That lent me your glow

And caused me to shine.