Trees dancing...
Wind as their partner...
Don't say you love me
If it's just a lie...
Is this my home?
A scene of destruction...
She paced the room impatiently,
As her deepest fear grew immensely...
The reason why
Answering how...
My life is like broken stairs.
Its dirty, and destroyed...
We were living in our pretend world
As the cold reality gradually unfurled...
From a girl so insecure,
Came a smile, so bright and pure...
The thought of you hurting me,
Doesn't leave my mind...
If you only knew,
What my scars say...
I feel like a child playing
Running through sprinkler mist...
So much sadness in his words
The poems he writes...