I see underneath the nasty words
I see behind the face of critical stares and casual glances.
I see a core of pure honey, sweet and organic, inside the protective hive. We all arrive with love in our hearts and trust in all, but our innocence is abducted.
We are left with dented doors and broken taillights.
We're abandoned in ditches and demolished by many.
But hope is for honey to seep out for all to see
And faith is put in the manufacturer to stand by his guarantee.
(Pops)
Cancer arrived,
Hollow cheeks,
Sunken eyes,
Heavy body,
Runaway soul,
You departed.
They wander around with their swollen thighs and bulging behinds,
A public proclamation of their inner state.
Smiles on their faces,
the laughing,
the caring nature.
All make up a shell.
Like an egg, hard and strong,
but when hit,
in just the right spot,
it will crack.
The world will be seen as it is.
People will be able to get in,
To see,
To know what's buried beneath.
The shell won't protect them forever.
It should be peeled off.
Blue are the walls that shelter my existence,
A narrow hall that leads in the right direction.
I sit
never moving, sometimes looking back.
I think or act but never with my heart,
It sits on the floor beside my feet,
waiting to be picked up.
Beating, throbbing,
Red is my heart which has escaped me.
Day by day by day by day,
the leaves travel to the ground,
crunching underneath feet,
feet of people who know another year is ending,
feet of people who have hearts
beaten, lonely, weak, and unstable
feet of people who have brains
lost
unsturdy
and i feel the same
like you i feel the same.
