Haven

And I see right through the mask you put on now. You softly cry inside, So people don’t see you slowly die. You fall into the pool of thoughts, Drowning, hoping someone hears Your silent screams. The lonely Abyss within your heart grows wider With every word not said. You silently observe the world around you, As passing strangers wave goodbye. To your dreams you run away, A place of make believe, Where trees bloom with life And the color never drains from your eyes. Your dreams become your wings, And you fly to the clouds where your pain Washes away and the tears become rain.