Poem 45 {Open Your Eyes}

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I'm sitting on the bottom sprawled out and stuck.

I call and shout.

All I need is your support,

For you to look me in the eyes and say

'I'm with you all the way'.

I need you to realise that I'm not your happy little girl,

I'm not who I used to be.

I'm a girl struggling to make it through,

Struggling to smile and to see the true beauty of life.

And I'm sitting here cold and broken and I need you.

I need your love and nourishment,

I need you to hold out your hand and I need you to believe me.

Believe me.

You think that it's all in my head.

You think I just want attention.

You think I'm lazy.

You think I'm stressed.

Please,

Just open up your eyes and see I'm not who I used to be.

I'm screaming at the top of my lungs trying to make you listen,

And you look into my eyes and you see it.

You see the cold

You see the emptiness

And you see the loss.

Though you turn and walk away.

Have I failed you that much?

Am I that much of a disgust?

You're supposed to love me.

You're supposed to help me.

You're supposed to be my parent.

When will you wake up and sense the gloom I live in?

The day it's too late and I don't budge from the floor as I lay cold?

Will it take you 'til then?

To see I'm not your little girl anymore that chases butterflies?

You can't admit that your little girl isn't so little,

That she doesn't think of fairies anymore

And that she only wants darkness,

And I have the scars to prove it.

Though I call out asking for help

Your little girl hasn't got long left....

She's dying.

So what are you going to do?

Hear her call out....

...call out....

...Call...

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