Deviation Actions
Literature Text
Purple socks on tiny feet
they've seen so much
but not as much as me
the hurt
I can't save you from it
only distract you
its too much for me
I say I can take it
but it's all a lie
for you
hollow chocolate eyes in teal green pools on her face
I see her in the corner of the crowded skate rink
shrouded in the noise and the movement
she stands perfectly still
observing, feeling
soaking it all up to play back later
drown out the silence in her world
dare I approach her?
will she accept my hand
when I reach out and pull her from the pool she's drowning herself in
suffocating in a drop of water
I don't think she understands
that I won't leave her
even though she might leave me
even if its for the best
that she does
little does she know
she's on the other side of the glass
staring back at me
avoiding my gaze
ashamed
she hardly suspects
that she can turn it all around
with a smile like broken glass
someone will come around, she thinks
someone will save me from this mess I'm in
they can give her the glue to heal the cracks
but its up to her
to jump back in the kiln
reform
and become what she's meant to be
free
