Pretend...

Something should be said
to a friend that plays pretend
afraid to make their own bed
how far will you go?
to find what you seek
behind empty words

Lights went out
warmth has seeped out
finding comfort in the weary
The windows are covered
mirrors in their stead
eyes staring back at the dead.

HEAR ME!
sift through the words...
Oh I beg and plead
leave me alone to bleed
you can't cover my wound with your knife
you mean well?
Its not enough.

Puzzles of thought
questions in solitude
answers fleeting
running in circles
there's nothing in me
but self-serving sympathy
I gathered all that I could
but I was never one for confrontation
I've stood my ground
taken one to the chin
and still I stood
stood through the fierce storm
still I stood.

It was in the calm silence
the eye of the storm
that I broke down
Pushed so hard against the winds
I fell to it in its absence
not having its malice
I lost my balance.

I've lived in my cave
licking my wounds
contemplating my return
anger was what lead me out
of the dark and into the grey

A gentle hand, a kind word
eased my rage
but not my pain
happy thoughts
happy thoughts for the smiles shared
staring at our keyless door
thanks again my pretend friend.