Looking at my face
Shades and shapes combined
Gazing at all the shadows and trails time has left behind.
Feeling the hollow places
Inside my heart
My mind.
Wounds filled with longing
Left open and unhealed by time.
Unveiled and unashamed
And still unseen
Unless one stops and reads the lines in between.
They don't
And won't
For what reason should we
Acknowledge in others
What we in ourselves see?
The quiet little secret
The inner self revealed
The power of our longing for others holds our lips sealed.
Watching my face
Time and change intertwined
All those impressions yet to come
And on my face
Yet to be defined.
My child, sweet child, please do not cry.
I know you want to ask me why.
Why does the rain fall?
Why does a bird call?
Why does every night
Become every day?
Why do some people
Forever go away?
Child, I would, but I just don't know.
Or else, my child, I'd tell you so.
No matter how hard I try
No matter how high I climb
I always seem to end up
Right where I start.
No matter how hard I try
Or even which way I go
I can't seem to get away
From this broken heart.
Sweet lady
With the very brown eyes
Share with me your lies.
Tell me why you cry.
It's okay to not be strong sometimes.
To want to be someone else for a little while,
in another life.
Step outside the line
Do something you wouldn't dare do,
Something that's not usually you.
Make yourself feel divine,
It's okay sometimes.
When you feel like you're dying inside,
Sweet lady,
It's okay to cry,
To want to run and hide,
Just not to get used to.
If you always run pain will learn to chase you.
So don't take flight,
Stand up and fight.
Open those very brown eyes
And take in the world around you,
Listen to what surrounds you
Sweet, sweet lady.
Don't dispair.
We all learned a very long time ago
Life isn't fair.
We all have our moment
Grow strong
Then move on.
Weariness is dragging me down.
I look around.
Unaware
Are all the faces that stare
Blankly at me.
Invisibly
I stare back
I hope he doesn't think I was watching him like that.
He just happened to be in my line of sight.
Above me bulbs are bright
Like a spotlight
As if I'm on display
Like a mannequin styled
With a plastic smile
For everyone walking my way.
I'm the first thing
Sitting wearily seen
When coming through the door.
Who could ask for more?
In my display case
Beside the large vase
Of massive flowers.
For hours
I sit and smile.
And after a while
I wilt.
The silk greenery
Is doing so much better than me
And I'm filled with guilt.
For hating those damned flowers.
Because I look at them for endless hours.
Yet they don't look as tired or defeated.
By this time I've retreated
To my computer screen
And as everyone stands around to gaze
And touch with amaze
At their real-lifeness
I'm life-less
Behind the desk unseen.
"Goodnight, all," I whisper softly
Full-heartedly
Waiting alone
For the moment I can be home
In comforted bliss
And give in to my weariness.
Dreaming sweetly silently
Quietly so as not to
Disturb these wonderful wishes
in my mind so devilish
These things I can not have.
If I lived the life I have in my head
Boy, would I be bad.
But I guess I'll be content to
sleep here
Dreaming quietly
Silently
oh so sweetly--
Smiling to myself
For the secrets in my
Imagination
These wishes
from my heart.
Come stay with me all through the night.
Come play with me in the mid-morning light.
Don't go away. I don't want to fight.
I'll love you forever. Stay with me tonight.