Personal Prison

I was inspired to write this after hearing a good friends story, and what all she had been going through at the time.

Her expression is unclear; her smile undefined,
Building up these walls against the life she's left behind.
Her eyes tell her story; silent and serene.
You have to look within her heart if you really want to see.
Would you be scared of what you may find, or would you choose to stay?
Many promised her forever, but chose to walk away.
She hides the pain with a smile; her hurt with such a vacant expression,
Wishing someone would come along and show her care and compassion.
As the days go by, people only grow colder,
And she wonders how long she must carry the world on her shoulders.
She has a lot of strength, yet tears well up deep inside;
She's hoping eventually someone will be able to read between the lines.
She feels so forgotten; lost and out of place.
She's a stranger to the world looking for an angels face.
Someone to cling to in the stillness of the night;
Someone with compassion, that sheds a deep inner light.
She seeks understanding, and the words to calm her heart;
A humble ear to listen when she feels she's about to fall apart.
She's hoping he's somewhere out there, and is faithful until the end;
An angel among devils; a beacon of love among a world of sin.
Her story seems all too familiar, for everyone suffers pain;
When we look deep down, our feelings are all the same.
Someday someone will love her enough and be bold enough to listen,
But for now she waits in silence within her own personal prison.

Reviews

[TTBoy28]

"Many promised her forever, but chose to walk away..." that is such a heartbreaker! I enjoy reading this over again! Thank you!

[TheStubbornPen]

This is sweet, yet sad. It's very relatable, I think anyone can understand it on a personal level, well done with that. :) Relatability is one of the hard parts of poetry I think. I like that you don't stick to a formal rhyme scheme, occasionally using imperfect rhymes. It makes the flow better. Keep writing.