tell me what it means
when the heart stops beating,
and a fire starts heating
under the shift of a cold wind.
tell me what it means
when your mouth is glued shut
by the hands of your own mother,
and you swallow your tears
just to refresh the hallowness
in the pits of your stomach?
tell me what it means
when your fingers are crossed
in the times where you need hope
and uncross them right after
disappointment settles in.
tell me what it means
when you can't cry
in the fluffs of your pillow
because you don't want
for anyone
to see swollen hazel eyes.
tell me what it means
when the only peace you can find
is in the depths of darkness,
right beside the edge of a cliff
with nothing but the wind
acting as your friend.
tell me what it means
when the rips in your veins
turn into a ravine of hate,
when the petals of a scarlet rose
is the same way
you can see the world as.
tell me what it means
when the single stroke of a brush
into a messy art canvas
is the only way to cope
with the aching hole in your heart.
tell me,
why can't you find hope
even in the eyes of a trusting gaze?
-V.
