When you laugh, the daisies bloom in my heart,

Deeply wounding, thoroughly hurting the self behind.

The golden strands of your hair fall on the shoulder of my coat,

And shimmer in the warm summer,

Reminding me of the lie that I should cover.

 

The sunbeams find your countenance,

And reflect back to mine as gently as a feather.

The look in your eyes, a discountenance.

You seem so complete altogether.

 

But they shouldn’t see us, shouldn’t hear,

The warm, quiet summer nights are going to bear,

The deceit that long long was there,

To protect ourselves and our fear.

 

I am holding on tight, but I can’t reach no more,

The invisible threads of expectation rein me in.

The truth I buried, it waits at the door.

The love I hold, it drowns me within.

 

And so I rise, and fall, and fall again,

Lost in the silence, consumed by the pain.

I break, I bend, I cannot stand tall,

In this empty world that won’t hear my call.