I'm left alone
In the sun
It's bright rays
Are draining me
But wait
I remember
Not too long ago
You left me
And before that
I left them
In the hot sun
Miserably alone
So I start
My way back
Still towing rocks
In my bag
In my pockets
To go help
Because I did
The same exact thing
I left them
Because they were to slow
And now I know
That I was wrong
There is no slow
There is no fast
Because we're all haunted by the past
And if right now
I'm fine
Soon I won't
So why should
I leave you now
Only to have
You pass me then
Because it all hits us
It's just a matter of when
I made it back to them
And they're still
Sitting there
In a pile of tears
All alone
They look up at me
And I smile down at them
"I'm sorry"
I apologize
Holding out my hand
"I was stupid
For leaving you
But let's start again"
A smile
Soon lights up their face
But only a bit
Because they're still hurt
Inside
They're still broken
You see
I didn't notice
The rocks
They had
Hidden from me
I was too worried about mine
We were so worried about each other
Finding out about our problems
That we didn't realize
That the other person
We were worried about finding out
Had problems of their own
They had rocks
In their pockets
That no one could see
That no one could tell
Was weighing them down
Because no one can know
So now they're standing
Shakily on their feet
And I lead them out of the puddle
The puddle of tears
The puddle of fear
The puddle of death
And I help them
They lean on me
I lean on them
Both of us helping each other
And soon we share
The problems that we've been holding in
And suddenly
We're better
Not by much
But some
Because that fear of them finding out
Is gone
The rocks
Are out
Not in our pockets
But out in our bags
We know each other's troubles
And help
But it still hurts
Puddles still appear
People still tease
And we still have fear
But we will stay strong
We have each other
And maybe we'll even help you along.
Because we know
How much it hurts
To be left behind
To make mistakes
To have to apologize
All we do is think about the feelings that we hide...
All we do is sit in silence waiting for a sign...
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Waving Through A Window
Poetry**While these poems reference suicide and self harm, they are in no way meant to promote it!! Read at your risk** When I look outside my window I don't get no peace of mind... Sequel: "Fading From Your Mind"
