This Boy

He woke up that morning
And ran a cold bath
His body was blistered with that days skin grafts
The mirror was mocking; as himself, he watched
The clock sounded loudly
As the day slowly passed

A cup filled with coffee
Three sugars on the side
This boy is so beautiful; he’ll say that you’re lying
He leaves out the back door
And off he will go
Where does he run to; nobody knows

He can a strum a guitar
And sing you a song
He can dance like star
And write you a poem
He smiles like an angel
But he hurts deep inside
Yet what he is hiding, he fails to let rise

I know he’s alone
The eyes always tell
He says he’s okay
But I know him too well
This boy is so beautiful, but he’ll say that you’re lying

He’s so beautiful, and yet he is dying

Reviews

[Ashley]

amazingly well done

[Rachel Elizabeth Cronk]

The symmetry in your phrasing and rhyming is beautiful, and plays well from stanza to stanza as well as cultivates the story. I think that you've done a beautiful job of balancing an idea with a style and let it roll out in a resonating style.
Very, very nicely written.

[i am skeleton jelly]

this was really touching