The good boy in view
Will never see behind the mirth and honey mask the oceans colliding,
He'll never know such rue
The lament he'll never know of the one who can't choose
Between friends
That their heart will for both forever ooze
Both loves mean everything-- so high a price
One cannot risk the cost of them becoming nothing
So silence will have to suffice
The heart flies among the clouds-- oh, the ways of this boy--
And it the mind tries to ground
This silent kind of joy
The other, a dear one, knows not the knife shroud in light
Twisted in the gut
The secret thorn I am trying to fight
The agony of this-- oh, my silent plight
To have her and not me
Is the sad decision in the right
Farewell to the boy who, in my dark, was the light.
About the Creator
Ava D.
Music and writing-- two constants in my life that I'll forever be grateful for as I bring pieces of my heart to the page, my good side and my bad sides— hope all my sides are good stories to tell. Enjoy!!
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