Solace... How lovely The sound rings The word Flows smoothly

Strangers say I am too nice But I am not My family looks at me Like I am happy

The famous quote... I’m sure you all can finish that s… So it seems like the truth. Metaphorically speaking. Throw the stones.

You watched With eyes like thunder The spinning rumors Buzzing like pesky flies It renders you giddy

The girl standing outside in the r… No umbrella or shelter to shield h… Roars of Thunder blaring out The silent lighting Flashing for the moment

I hear a faint whisper A teardrop stain my cheek Calling out my name Where no one can hear Shimmering gossamer wings

I fear she is drowning in an ocean of sadness... She... Has finally allowed the flotsam Of loss to engulf her

I’m tired Of the way You look at me With such a pitiful stare I’m sick of your glare

Here she’s sitting All alone On the cold bench In the evening breeze Her black chipped fingers

I can’t control myself anymore. Close my eyes and sleep. Shake the fears away. Take long deep breaths in and out. Or think about anything positive.

Can’t sleep Can’t wake up I’ve been rendered A title on my forehead Rather than dead

You came in a dream The way you looked How you talked A perfect soul Every time I answer your call

Within this cerebellum Lies a pit Engulfed in flames Stampeding heart Raging force