My heart aches with the weight of all the lonely hearts in the world; all the broken promises and scarred tissue. For all of the pain in the world; I wish I could stitch up your worries with a simple needle and thread; load them onto a cargo ship and watch them float away; far away – so they don’t bother you any longer.
Your eyes are wide, brimming – open for me to read like a book. You never were distant with me – your thoughts written on your face like a map for me to follow. Often a curse more than a blessing; your smile never quite meets your eyes. False hopes without success; elaborate lies fall through to the stark truth beneath them. A carpet hiding a trapdoor; you hide in the corner, sheltering, taking comfort in the darkness.