You make me feel beautiful
Maybe
You did not know.
Or perhaps you
did not listen
To the true depth of sadness
In her voice.
The exaggerated laugh.
Maybe you felt you had said all there was to say.
Maybe you looked away
From the broken heart in her smile
The silent plea
In her tenderness towards others.
The quiet tears
In the reach of
her fingertips.
And now you’re left
Shaking your head
And wondering
Why
Sometimes even
Angels
Cannot save the flesh and bone
Of a soul
Who longs so desperately
To go home.
Everyone says
” You’re just a tired girl.
You just need some rest”
Then they debate me over
Like they know best
When I know they
Haven’t listened
To a word I’ve said.
They talk over me
Around me
And nod their heads.
They sit back
In their fabricated
Glory and bask,
Cleverly
Answering
A question I
Never asked.
When I enter
I belong to the stars
If you see me going under
Don’t try to save me
I’m learning how
To breath in the depths
Of the sea
The depths of me
The sounds are muffled
It’s harder to see
But the sway of
The waves,
They carry me
And somehow,
On most days
I can say
I’m doing okay.
Let’s reach into each other
And pull out all
The blackened stuff.
The rough and
Broken stuff.
And gently
Embrace
The aching stuff.
The
Seeping agony
And
Sleepy stuff.
Then quietly,
Softly
Wrap ourselves
around
The light
Inside
And fill the holes
With love.
Begin to breathe
Again.
In the silence
You were listening
You knew right away
You heard my heart stop beating
And looked at me to say,
Chole Into Diamonds 