justbereal

feelings

I hear her pleads.

They are discreet 

I hear her  floorboards creek 

When she wakes up to take a seat

A seat in her sorrow 

I lend her my shoulder 

But her tears are deafening

her countless tears amounting for the pain she carries

I wish I was a fairy 

bring her all the joy she desires 

ignite her with a fire, that she once did carry

prior to asking me whether I asked her in helping her to bury the hatchet 

I did but she replied\' I will bury the hatchet when it comes to me. \'

Little did I know peace was inflicted in her but not him.