water in lungs

toss and turn day and night,

these thoughts were not my own

haunted by something deeper than which can be explained.

on the outside, perfection resonated.

the sweat dripps from her brow as if she had worked so hard o get here

when in fact inside she was aching with nervousness.

you, the boy, have taken her on twists and turns around the world.

she followed you around every corner, to just get a taste of freedom.

and you left her, in the darkness,

and ran for the brilliant tiny light that shined in the distance,

only to find, it was a firefly that would leave you empty.

you turn around, and reach out your hand,

but all there is, is darkness.

she is there searching for you,

her best friend.and you are nowhere to be seen.

she falls to her knees as her heart aches within her chest,

and tears come like rain.

you left her here, to burn.

to feel every pain she has ever had,

all alone.

you LEFT her.

she poured out to you,

and you left her.

she is alone.

suddenly she is choking,

on the water that is gathering,

in her lungs.

she is too weak to handle one more thing,

as she tries to be strong in the darkness.

the fireflies didn't come for her,

and you quit looking, a week ago.

she waits, impatiently for you to come back to her,

yet you never find her.

she starts to crawl on her hands and knees,

weary from the water in her lungs,

she has wounds opening

and scars forming.

she is confused as she tries to find a way out on her own.

you have no remorse,

no sad piece in your heart for the pain you just left on her.

you LEFT her, alone.

she finds the light by herself,

with bloody palms,

you welcome her in.

time has flown by,

yet she stands on your doorstep,

with more vulnerability than before.

she walks in and falls down,

just like before,

yet this time she is hoping to see your hand.

I am waiting to see your hand, reach out,

and engulf me, just tell me this will all be ok.