The Shell
She's affraid
She's hurt
As her pain eats away at her soul
The secret she must keep
alone she stands
No
alone she lies
sinking only deeper
they say they know her
they say they understand
yet she alone knows
they dont
they dont endure what she endures
they dont feel as she feels
they dont suffer as she suffers
and she smiles
hides her tears
hides her cries
hiddes her life beneath the impenetrable shell she has created
naked and bare beneath
yet never does she allow anyone to see her face
to touch it
to smell it
if only they knew
she thinks
every hour
minute
second
but they wont
never will they know
purging her mind
from all the demons that remained in her head
they wont
and once again
she will strip to her naked limbs
Alone
and let those few moments haunt her
to feel
as if she were taking a chance
the thrill
has always been breath taking
quick
and painless
body shaking
world spinning
a high of freedom
Then reality hits
and everything drops back down
like a rock
a pebble
solid and hard
unlike the wings that lifted her
liquified at that one moment
and she returns
same as she always was
hidden in her bullet proof shell
a glimpse at heaven
while she lies in perfect hell
Copyright © Alexandra Hodgman | Year Posted 2006
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