Thursday, 29 May 2014

She



When the nights are dark
And I hear no one but myself
She steps out into the darkness
And spread her wings of joy
The girl in me
Hopes and expectations galore
Strength, that of a rock
A woman nonetheless
In the stillness of the night
She accepts the vivacity of her dreams
In the morning that she buries
It’s not for all to see
Like the wings she hides
No one will understand
They’ll clip her wings and crush her plans
Even before she flies
She sits next to me
Whispering in my ears
Her insecurities and fears
My eyes becoming the mirror
Reflecting her helplessness in mine
I hold her close by night
And feel her pain pour out
But in the morning she steps out
With sunshine on her face
Her happiness genuine
Her fears and hurt buried
Under the expectations of those around.