When were your lyrics written into mine
And why...
Do they sound so good?

Like rain pattering off rooftops,
Or the powerful silence when the sun rises and you hear faintly
Birds singing.

You match me so well
That I finally realized
My souls song was never complete
Before you.

Our songwriter
Finally had made their masterpiece
And our notes will dance together
Making perfect harmony.

Our song will play on
For eternity
Until our hearts
Just decide to stop beating.

For once I did not secretely crave his rescue.
I did not want to be scooped up
And have my pain smoothed over
By kisses.

I wanted to sit alone
Hold my pain in tightened fists
and stare at the wall.

As if I was looking for an answer to my misery.
Staring for another world to hide in but all I saw was a blank slate
And when I pressed my forehead
To the cold paint,
I did not hear an echo
Or a whisper to help solve my problem.

All that there was in this room
Was empty

Including me.

I don’t know why,
a tear falls from my eye,
onto a face that can’t see its own beauty,
I cant comprehend why a scream,
escapes a mouth,
that masks a smile,
like her life is a trial,
and she cant escape,
I can’t wrap my bruised mind,
around why god gave hands,
to a body so broken,
all it wants is to take away the pain,
then cover it up because society shames feelings,
I can’t fathom why,
a brain was given to a body,
that doesn’t want to try to survive.