The poems I write will bring tears to your eyes

Speaking only and always of loneliness and fear.

I suppose I simply want you to hear-to feel-

The pain that lies in my heart, dragging me down.

 

I see the love in your eyes, yet I still shrug and turn away

Never letting you know what I keep hidden underneath.

All I think is a secret, my hopes and fears hidden beneath

The closed doors of my soul.

 

At night I cry-hoping you will realize the pain I hold inside.

Somewhere deep down, I know I should open up, answer all the questions

Those that I said didn't apply to me-yet I want your help-all your love.

If I open up, will the pain go away? Will my smiles be true?

 

I want to be heard. I want you to see-that you are my friend-

That I've been here for you, and I want you to be here for me.

I'll take that offer-I'll share the nightmares with you-

My hand is out-take it, and the tears will be dried for us both.