subtle hintings that go unnoticed
messages that never go through
mail never received
lyrics taken plainly
thus is the curse of the one who mourns
the boy that realised one foreshadowed day
that the mouth serves a sheath of words like daggers
where it is best to simply keep it closed
yet somedays he wants to scream
only to realise the solitude of his predicament
surrounded by plain white walls
a reflection of himself that stares back in wonder
restrictions of thought a main focus
so as not to disappoint further
the expectations of the ones who believed
that boy could someday be great
no one really knew that boy
despite the subtle hintings that he gave
words became a study
and status became a state of mind
resonance of the peals of bells
they seemed to numb the mind
so no hurt can come, no hurt may leave
until deemed so worthy
the crucifix affixed on the walls
the aura it emitted once was so strong
now even in time of need
that glow grows dimmer
he needed a friend
yet no one stopped to wonder
he fell to the floor
but no one ever noticed
he shouted for attention
yet they snubbed and walked along
the boy who cried wolf they seemed to think
a captured pinnochio nothing more
a facade of strength
seemed to fool even the smartest of minds
a mask of jubilee
failed fallen flittered into the distance
his mind is weakening
his heart is unweaving
at the breaking point he is about to fall
one slight breath and he just might
the fragility of the human psyche
shattering into shards of glass
cutting though every heatbeat
that boy felt himself bleed
no one around for him to call
no one around that really cared
no one around to lend a hand
sheer dumb luck and extreme pain
friends that used to be so close
a family with solace he could find
one year passes and everything changes
only to find himself left behind
control. by
julian hallems
