RYL Forums - My Savior~Poem

You’d never know the mess she made; she always locked the door behind her
The cold made her ever more careful, she could never be too sure
What she did in the dark she kept to herself, she wanted to fool them all
And they all played a fool for the longest time; they stood back and watched her fall
She kept it all rather quiet, tried so hard not to let out her cries
She thought it’d be better this way-to keep herself in her disguise
So she lied to them all, and they didn’t care; they had no reason for doubt
She shut the door tight and put on her mask so her secret wouldn’t get out
But after a particularly harrowing night, she wasn’t in her right of mind
She put on her mask, half-hearted, at that, and left the door open behind
Everyone noticed, but all turned their heads; they didn’t know what to say
They were used to pretending, convinced of the lies, so they looked the other way
But her mask began cracking, and she embraced it; she was too tired to hide
And soon she just crumbled, a pathetic little thing, couldn’t conceal what was inside
She thought this was it, it was all she could take, so she relinquished the rest of her heart
Gave in to the metal, the numbness of night, the cold drip of everything dark
So long, she thought of the end, and so long she longed to let herself sleep
And she would have that night if not for the one who refused to let her be
Someone she didn’t know noticed her face beneath the mask that she wore
The stranger recognized the void within the façade she bore
The head that never turned, the eyes that didn’t disperse, looked steady on her then
A simple smile, an outstretched hand, a reminder that she had a friend
That stupid face she couldn’t forget when she felt the metal against her hip
The beautiful tragedy that echoed in the depths of her mind, as if from those careful lips
And as she focused in on simply nothing, the perfect silence of going numb
There was some small sound, a rhythm, like the thump of a drum
Her own heart had paused, her breath all expelled, she hoped it too would cease
But to her dismay it vibrated thicker, against every edge of her brain it increased
Something about it she couldn’t ignore, it shook her away from the brink
Back into the rhythm of her own body, reluctantly, and she continued to think
Why now couldn’t she let go; she was so ready, so willing, Death at her door
But that God damn drum, it beat on, her heart always a fool, and she couldn’t ignore
And for that she hated the heart that cared, the face that showed concern
She hated the hands that showed support and that forced her to return
But nevertheless, she slept that night, in all her life never so complete
Though she was alone, she wasn’t alone; the drum sang her heart to sleep
And when she did wake, she was aware of the wet on her cheek from the night over
From tears of anguish, tenderly kissed by the angel that insisted she recover