Deviod
Whispered chanting from down the hall.
The monotone voice of a girl who's seen it all.
I want to go and take her hand.
But she refuses to let me understand.
She hides behind her lock and door.
Hovering inches above the floor.
I wonder what it's like for her.
But I can't understand as it were.
Containing herself within her heart.
Leaving the inches between us as we are miles apart.
I hold onto the handle for a second or so.
But in the end I let it go.
Listening to her empty words.
Emotions that she keeps locked away.
Mixing with the things she's unable to say.
I hear the jagged edges to the words.
As if remembering something she heard.
I wonder if she thinks she'll ever smile.
I wish I could do something to make life worth her while.
Her face remains as deviod as before.
To see her quiet pleas leave me outside of this door.
Raventhedarkgoddess: Very short, I'm feeling kind of lazy.......