Picture courtesy of DP
Raindrops distort my once transparent window like
Tears dripping down a porcelain, innocent face
Silent, delicate, fluent
The clouds are weeping
Over the sun departing
Same with that of this girl
With radiant warmth gone
It’s hard to move on
Lost the glint in her chestnut eyes
That once shone brighter than stars in the sky
Purple inflated bags underneath
Lips sealed, hidden teeth
She can’t sing a single tune
She can barely move out of bed
Thoughts swarming around in her head
A dark, dreary shadow
She fades in comparison to what she used to be
Because she isn’t happy
A heart that beats for no one
Arms that hug no one
Feet that dance with no one
Even though she is rich with money
She feels empty
Cash means nothing
When you still cling
To the darkness within