Pain reduces the most staunchest of people to children
Reclaiming the tears of hurt and sorrow
Hitting you like a train wreak, blindsiding you till you can’t stand
Numbness, insanity, repression…words speak of insecurities…
This can’t be happening…
This can’t be real…
You aren’t saying these things…
This can’t possibly exist…

Eyes will speak the volumes that lips can never whisper,
They’ll show you the fear that the strongest of people will hide.
Mirrors crack under the strain of reality
This is not what it seems.
Caught in the onslaught of emotional trauma and discord will ruin any sense of reasoning,
What’s black and white now fades away and leaves the colours of choices in it’s wake.
You can’t think clearly…
You can’t see…
This is the corruption that lays beneath your feet.

Can’t you see that she’s been crying!?
Sometimes the ignorance of people can play the world for better
You know nothing of how she feels, though it’s written on her face
The camera tells tales of a sleepy child, not one who’s felt realities cruel fist.
Enthusiasm lacking in features so noticeable haggard
Look at her eyes…
This can’t possibly exist.