[cheetahlove]

this is the first poem i have written in a long time. it was for school, but i like it. please tell me what you think :).

"The Song to Her Scars"

I hear the girl singing,
as she wants someone to hear.
Trying to hide; it's obvious,
she keeps her secrets very dear.
Crying out for help,
as quite as she can,
what they need to listen to,
is coming from her hand.
People give looks,
but never ask anymore.
The only person that can hear her
sings; his songs so sore.
The anger and disappointment
in his voice cries out.
His tone breaks her down
as she falls and shouts
he becomes frustrated
not knowing how to help.
She is vulnerable
and about to melt.
He realizes her secrets become deeper
as he startles and cringes
further and further she goes
as she loosens the hinges.
Soon all will leak out
and everyone will know
the truth that her song was hiding
as she begins to die slow.
He weeps in his hands
he should have been the one
but no one can save her
her song is now sung.