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Buried Inside

July 31, 2014
By dheron98 BRONZE, Qualicum Beach, Other
dheron98 BRONZE, Qualicum Beach, Other
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Favorite Quote:
I know very little about acting. I'm just an incredibly gifted faker. - Robert Downey Jr.


What a beautiful day, to see the light,
I've numbed the pain, just to sleep at night.
Will you look at the stars, they shine so bright,
I took a step back, just to delay the fight.
What a beautiful place, to live your life,
And just maybe one day it'll be alright.

I swallow these feelings 'til burried inside,
And hold back the tears 'til I've nothing to hide.
And I look at you and what do I see?
Only the man who pulled me out of my dreams,
And now I can't sleep.
At first there was hurt followed by pain,
I'd never fallen so hard, I can't even explain.

What a terrible day, to understand,
That you can't be there, to hold my hand.
Will you look at the clouds, they stand so grey,
Like you, they're presence is sad but I want them to stay.
What a terrible place, to live without you,
But I'll try to forget the life I once knew.

I swallow these feelings 'til burried inside,
And hold back the tears 'til I've nothing to hide.
And I look at you and what do I see?
Only the man who pulled me out of my dreams,
And now I can't sleep.
At first there was hurt followed by pain,
I'd never fallen so hard, I can't even explain.

Look in my eyes and what do you see,
Nothing more than a girl living normal and free.
A girl who seems happy and greets you with smiles,
Then gives you hugs and stays to laugh for a while.

Look in my eyes and what don't you see,
There's only a girl with tear stains on her knees.
One who's cried harder than you'll ever know,
Then buried the pain to try and let you go.

I swallow these feelings 'til burried inside,
And hold back the tears 'til I've nothing to hide.
And I look at you and what do I see?
Only the man who pulled me out of my dreams,
And now I can't sleep.
At first there was hurt followed by pain,
I'd never fallen so hard, I can't even explain.

Will you look at this tree, battered and bruised,
Just like myself, with nothing to lose.
My heart feels hollow and cold,
'Cause I've grown to forget the hurt that I hold.


The author's comments:
I wrote this piece when my step-dad unexpectedly left and I never got to tell him how I felt, so eventually after too much heartbreak I started to make myself feel numb to the situation.

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