She sits alone
No one knows
No one cares
She cries to herself wishing they'd dare.

To know of what has happened
To see what she's seen
Life as she knows it is but a terrible dream.

Thinking of the awful horrors he put her through
She screams
Though no one hears
Everything is so vivid, so clear.

Awful thoughts flow through her head.
Dreadful things that should be left unsaid.

With a gun in hand
She struggles to stand
Ready to pull the trigger
The smell of blood will soon linger.

BANG! Her bedroom door swings open.
A small scream followed by a wee little voice.

"*****.. What are you doing?"

Your eyes
Your smile
They take me places I haven't been in awhile
Your voice
Your sweet, sweet tone
I wish my feelings could forever be shown
Your kiss
Your touch
I'd give all only to have so much
Your time
Your heart
Though we are so far apart
Join me
Its all I ask
So I can no longer hide behind this hideous mask.

Life is like a journey,
That’s what they always say.
Like a winding path you draw yourself,
Whichever direction you sway.
I may be comfortable in my shoes,
But not in my own skin.
Happy where I am,
But not where I have been.
Life is like the blowing wind,
Sometimes it will knock me down.
But life is like the sun, as well,
It will always come around.
I’ve met new people
I’ve lost old friends,
I’ve made lifelong memories,
I will tie up loose ends.
People fall in love,
Maybe time or two,
And if they are lucky,
They will find someone like you.
For the one that always cares
The one who I call mine,
I could look into your eyes for hours.
“Forever” isn’t enough time.
I will hold your hand forever,
To your heart I will stay true
Because everything I thought I had lost,
I have now and forever in you.

Cashing in your years for tears,
Is that the way to live?
Living in a state of hate,
With so many to forgive…
Judging others for their flaws,
While you, yourself are a fake.
While you hold yourself above,
We are humbled by mistakes.
You walked away and watched
As I drowned in a sinful sea
While you turned the other cheek,
He has always been there for me.
Forgiveness has been upon me,
I’ve forgiven you, as well.
Although you’ve ignored me,
He picked me up when I fell.
When hypothetical happiness
Dwells in your own personal hell,
What will it take to make you realize
That He will make you well?

Stumbling.. wandering through the darkness .. alone,
grasping for something.. anything,
reaching out, longing for someone.
Bitter cold.. all encompassing.
A soul afraid.. crying out in the night.

True beauty,
scarred.. hidden by the sufferings of the past,
a heart soiled, a spirit fractured.
The emptiness,
the need to be...

a mask.

Here i am.. look at me,
hold me.. love me.. want me.
A brief respite,
a moments relief from the pain,
suddenly, the mask shatters.. the peace no more.

Continuing.. so tired,
one shatters.. another replaces,
the never ending facade.
True Joy.. Happiness.. Peace,
always at a distance, forever out of reach...

When hiding ...
**Behind The MASK.

you are a painter
and i am a
blank canvas.

paint a vivid
picture for me,
for us.

make sure to fill
my eyes with
the wonder and the
curiosity and the
infatuation that will
be present when
i see you for the
first time.

leave my hair
messy because you
are going to tell me
that you like it
that way someday.

include all of the scars
and the birthmarks and
the little wrinkles on
my skin that i hate,
because you will tell me
that you love every
little thing about me
down to the smallest
freckle on my cheek.

pay attention to all
of the little details.

you are a painter
and i am a
blank canvas
waiting to be turned
into something
beautiful.