She comes to me
in the stillness of the night
snd every night i make effort to talk to her
and every night, all she does is decline
yet, i always welcome her
making her feel wanted
I watch carefully as she stares at me
i can hear her heart throbbin
fast and then slow
And i know she wants to speak to me
Instead, she just stands there refusing my help.
Sge looks at me closely with her big blue eyes
her long black satiny-smoot-looking hair
covering her pale white face
Shes so innocent looking
and without having to speak to her
i know...
i know exactly what she feels
being in the stage of powerful fear
This is why she doesnt answer me when i speak to her
I observe the wounds and cute
scars and discoloration fill her body
making her look unattractive
Even though, i always find her beautiful
and i constantly wonder why she comes to me
filling me with nothing but more confusion each night
Distracted by my thoughts,
i foiget about her presence
im brought back to reality by her touch
for the first time, she reached out to me
She grasped my hand delicateky
and placed it near my heart
she released her hand sorely
and slowly faded away
leaving me in suspense
wondering if shell be back
