I look at your skin
and I can see how much
pain you’ve been though.
I look in your eyes
and I can see that
all you’ve ever wanted
was truth. That all you have
ever craved was passion.
I wonder if you have ever
taken the time to appreciate
yourself in the way that I
have always admired you.
There are cities burning
beneath your skin,
and I just wish that you
would understand
that you don’t need to
open yourself up to get them
out. That you don’t need to
destroy the outside
just to stop the flames
from igniting on the inside.
Give it time.
The fumes will subside
once your mind
just lets this disaster
run it’s course.
Published on March 23, 2014 22:28