I look at you.
and I see it in your face.
you think you can handle it.
but I see you.
I see the hurt.
the dark circles beneath your eyes
and the quiet plea
dancing on your bottom lip
too afraid to be voiced.
too afraid to be heard.
because you're too afraid
to be hurt
and I just want to take you and
wrap you up in my arms.
hold you, console you.
tell you things you'll believe.
but you don't seem to believe.
anything anymore
because you have been deceived
far too many times
so, I'll just look at you.
and see the pain in your fake smile.
and ill smile back
and I'll hear the attempted deception.
when you tell me that you're just tired
and I'll tell me too.
I know you're broken inside
I can see it in your face.
violets are blue and so are you.
YOU ARE READING
Unspoken Poetry
Poetry⚠️Trigger Warning⚠️ if any of the tagged things are sensitive to read about or makes you feel uncomfortable, please do not read! I'd hate to be the reason you feel either way.
