Into the Crowd

By Laura November 22, 2015 Come spin me now, Mary-go-round Make sure to hide those thoughts that you found He came here to see this scary little story But he found it too boring and burned it all for glory Now her mind lays in the ashes of yesterdays forgotten sunset She slips into that madness you'd have to die to forget Get me off this twisted ride, she says behind two empty eyes Ocean blue, her favorite shade, died that day among the lies She's still holding on to the ghosts of her broken past Trying not to fall to her friends made of tainted glass They turned their backs when her screams became too loud So she sank to her knees and surrendered to the passing crowd When she woke alone, everything still looked the same Thinking of the truest words "i never conquered, rarely came" She became he, and everything that's in between The falling tears unseen reminding her she would never be clean