Like if she bares herself one more time
to peek from behind her wall
the pains of the world will burn her once again
she has no trust in anything other than the ground, her car brakes and sometimes the chairs.
Her hazel eyes look down in conversations when
no one holds her beautiful face at attention with theirs
She offers the most empathetic smile with barely any contact
she can before returning to her keep
She has no friends in this world to keep
and she is still the loneliest of all.
He is distracted by birds, people’s quirks and laughter
and girls he can see from across the street
Everyone looks like someone he’s met
and he realizes the potential for friendship
in every unknown face
his eyes are honest and brutal
He is silly and unkept
He trusts too much like a sparrow
who has been fed one too many times
He builds no walls cause he
enjoys the sunlight and car exhaust far too much
but why is she with him?
does she truly hide herself or something
that is part of her? or within her?
that she is ashamed of?
she knows her body is flawless
but what decrepit scars on her soul
will she bare with an honest smile?
She will remain in her fortress holding
the friendly boy close
until he is her only defense
There is no grace in her step
she focuses what’s left of her poise
to her smile
Although she throws up the happiness
on her face she keeps it clean for
everyone who is watching
She is no darkness junkie
She has nothing on her blade but the spotlight
She is no angel of light neither
Old Castles aren’t particularly lighted well
She is a lover unloved.
She is a sinner sainted.
and an architect with no measure.
She is not herself.