I can grin and bare;
Hide my empty stare...
Embers burn with malicious intent
the ashes spread a heavy blanket...
I am to scared to love
Too scared to open my heart...
"You aren't on the same stage",
he said, thinking of me with...
What else would a metaphor
do, except for adding a color...
I got a secret
Too dark to tell...
I tired the hours wandering
nearby saddened forests...
For anyone who's stood at the edge
I've been there too...
Rebounded but tossed away
watch the top crumble down...
Numb, I last still, standing above
inflamed prints that your steps...
Washed up and forgotten
amid the sandy beaches...
Sorrow overrunning my mind,
spilling empty words on paper...