The Girl Behind Her Window Pane
 

She sits and stares behind her window pane
The tears building in her eyes
Needing a truth or something real
But all she holds is lies

She watches from her prison
Begging for real affection
The only other soul she sees is hers
Her friend is her reflection

The only words she hears are hers
Whispering words unknown
Calling for her Saviour
But she knows there's no-one home

Pain is all she's learnt to know
The only thing she needs to feel
To remind her not just torment runs through her veins
To remind her she's still real

Deeper and deeper she will go
Red runs fast as she starts to weep
The pain will only end for her
Once she falls asleep

She sits alone throughout the night
And watches day start to break
Another day to try and survive
How she wishes she wasn't awake

The morning sun shines through the window
Bathing her in light
She knows that she is still alone
But has to keep up the fight

Her visible scar will heal
But the mental one still shows
And from behind her little window pane
About her daily life she goes

xx

im crying
wow

I love it

Maybe you could show me some more of your stuff sometime

Paul x

its beautiful ♥

Wow...This is incredible. There's so much emotion inside of this.

LOVE it. totally reminds me of a piece i did

that impressive it has to be said,
though i did think where u put she wishes she wasnt awake, i thought alive would have fitted better but thats me being picky.

the poem is fabulous babe =D

That was amazing.

Brought me to tears its really good
-stef

It reminds me of myself...Very interesting. I like how you speak in third person. It is a unique perspective. Well done. I cna feel the emotion in this.

oh chels i love it :) xx