She has a face carved from marble
I hear a voice every time I walk by
It's screaming and crying
Begging for help
I look into those eyes
Delicate glass
With a cluttered mind
I've lost myself within this puzzle
She took one look and walked right up
Now all I see is a retreating figure
Those screams get quieter
And my soul aches longer
I am watching a woman
Who's got everyone near
But no ones close
Can I walk through all this smoke
She's protecting something special
Under all this armor
All these cracks add to a masterpiece
Created by herself for her
I just want to break it all away
But I lost my place
Now I'm twenty people back
And all I can blame is myself
YOU ARE READING
Barely breathing
شِعرJust words that can't pass my lips but will go through my head until they fall onto paper. Every single one of these are my original pieces.
