broken tears

i went through this fase where i never thought id be happy...HS enough said..

I see your face, I see you cry, Whats it really like to be happy inside..
Is it warm, is it kind, does it make your face light up in the sky..
Can you describe it, the feeling, Im cirious i just want to know, I want to feel Happy inside..
The eyes that i stare at are blue and unhappy, full of sorrow, regret and dispair they have never known any kind of faith..
Can she be saved..
Can I be saved, The crying face i stare at is mine, never so many tears, shes broken inside..

What she sees in the mirror is not whats happening..
She sees his cool but firm imbrace around her, Wishes to turn around and see him but knows he wont be there..
She sees his gentle eyes and knows in his arms is where shes suppose to be but hes not here..

Shes lost and in the dark, never to be found this is her solution...
She smashes the mirror in tears and anger, she falls upon the broken shards, bleeding violent red..
She lays there cold and out of breath waiting for someone to save her from herself..

All she wanted was to be happy inside...
awake, alive, and never dead...

Reviews

[Meredith Leigh]

So sad. I'm thinking from your other pieces I've read that you are going through a break up? If so, it's tough, but you'll make it through.
Either way, writing is a great way to express emotions. You're doing a great job!

- Kriss