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ShatteredIs anyone out there?
I ask you to hear my distant pleas,
Silence my screams,
Banish my dreams,
And forgive me.
Someone cradle me,
Child that I am,
Lock my sorrows and fears away,
Turn my nightmares and tears astray,
Don't let them haunt me.
Someone show me,
Naïve that I am,
Show me that suffering happens in all places,
In the countless hearts and myriad faces
Of those who are human.
Someone mend me,
Broken that I am,
Sew together the fragments of my heart,
Help it be, part by part,
You may listen, but do you hear?
You may watch, but do you see?
Someone break me,
Darkness that I am,
Shatter me with the blissful light,
Destroy me with what is good and right
Before I devour myself.
Someone heal me,
Stone that I am,
Awaken me from this paralysed state,
Don't let sin be my destined fate,
Let my blood be crimson again.
The child made mistakes, let her be free,
The naïve one will see, hold her again,
The broken heart mends, please let it beat,
The darkness will fade, no
SolaceShe never slept well in the dark,
not without the children of the sun and moon
to guide her weary lids home.
Guided by the aftermath, she was always two steps behind.
What did the world look like to the girl who had been through it all?
Braved the heaviest of storms,
yet skipping over cracks in the pavement.
They said her eyes were the wisps of clouds before the storm.
To him they were reflections of pages overlooked.
She said it was like she lived the life of someone she had never met.
Laid out to dry, yesterdays news.
He knew her as the girl who was built to never collapse.
He wished he was too.
He loved her more than words could say, and yet her pain was such,
that at times, he feared she wouldn’t make it.
But on nights like these, even when it threatened to consume her,
he became convinced that somehow she would.
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