What He Lacks

He wants to cry at night,

Always trying to overcome the fight,

Battles the tears,

That haven't run down his face in years.

 

He smiles into her beautiful eyes,

And tells himself a million lies,

He knows she'd never love him back,

Because theres so much that he lacks,

 

He sits at home in front of a television,

To forget what he knows is hidden,

Holds a video game controler,

Until she calls for him to console her,

 

He roams the hallways alone,

All of his pain going unknown,

All dressed in black,

Hiding whatever it is he lacks,

 

Hair across his face,

The agony inside there isn't a trace,

He doesn't look upon anyone but her,

And then a feeling inside his heart stirs,

 

He has a beautiful smile,

But no one has seen it in a great while,

A brilliant essence surrounds him,

But she throws it in a garbage bin,

 

He doesn't understand what it is he lacks,

Or how to get himself back,

So a smile and a hug throughout the day,

Is what makes him such a fray.

 

 

 

Reviews

[Mjr. Tom]

Great poem, I definately can relate, very heartfelt and written with emotion. It's great, well written Goodjob :)