16 Years of Confessions

With-In

Lots of people say in order to know what a person's

thinking, look into their eyes;

They say a person's face is like an open book-it's easy to

see pass all the lies.

She's an exception to this saying-her mind is drawn

to a blank;

She can talk and laugh with you for hours, and you'd

never know her heart sank.

She can read better than most, yet it's the closest

to get a person to understand what she means;

She stares into nothingness and can feel the pain

in what she's seen.

You ask her about her thoughts but reliving the

pain leaves her unspoken;

She looks at you, praying you'd hear the words she can't

speak, but you cannot see she's broken.

She lays awake at night while you're asleep- 'cause

her nightmares have yet to be cured;

In the morning, she's restless and the world all

around her is blurred.

Nobody can tell her pain is buried deep-passed her

shriveled soul;

The more a person tries to understand, the pain is

pushed further and her heart takes its toll.

You can try to look into her eyes, becoming blind in

your petty attempt to see;

You question her- prying over and over- until her 

silence is enough to leave her be.

She's fighting a lonely battle against herself and

she's losing;

You want her to say something-anything-but it

isn't her mind that's choosing.

Her silent suffering cages her from pouring it

all out in the open;

Her fears trap her and her worries imprison her

to the point of being painfully frozen.

One day she looks at you with envy, wishing

only you-just you-would know;

Instead, you're oblivious and without a single 

word, she turns to go.

You can't watch her turn her back to the world,

you're suddenly filled with sadness;

You stop her before she gives in to the darkness

and you slowly pull her from her mess.

You apologize for being blind and promise her that

her emotions will no longer be overlooked;

You hold her in your arms as a single tear slides

down her cheek and silently she shook.

She weeps endlessly, burying her face in you and

you finally understand all her pain;

You're utterly annoyed that this single girl's hurt

was another person's gain.

Now, you are by her side and you can read 

her eyes like an open book;

And she smiles because one caring person 

was all it took.