Found

A glint, a glance,
a sigh, a whisper,
and all the secrets
he kept from her 
prevent her voice
from reaching farther.
She huddles herself
in a dark, dank corner.

There, no one can see
and no one can say
and all their bickering
hides away.
And the burning boy
who did betray
and the boy with miles
who wouldn't stay

can't find her with their
fiery hearts
or rip apart
her fragile parts. 
The blood in her veins stops
and starts
and stops
and starts.

And she would stay
in her humdrum haven,
hold up with her books,
cowering and craven,
if not for a friendly,
blue-eyed maven
who found a girl 
in need of saving.



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I know. It's been a long time. This isn't actually even a new poem. It's one I've been working on for a long, long time. Hopefully, I'll have something legitimately new for you in the near future.







"A look, a laugh, a smile, a second passes by and I regret it. Words just aren't right. Sometimes I just can't explain all the ways you devastate me, always on my mind." Straylight Run The Tension and the Terror