A Fool's Cry: March 2008

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Invisible Hero

Invisible Hero

She’s the invisible hero,
To the friends she’s never had
She’s the shoulder no one’s cried on,
Because she’s the only one’s who’s sad.

So, she releases her emotions,
like ink spilled upon a page
Her cry for help is silenced
by her life within the cage

A life locked in chains,
laughter missing from the air,
It's easy to be forgotten,
when its simple to despair

The marks hidden on her arm
prove she doesn't know her worth
finding freedom in a moment,
each breath rejects her own birth.

Eyes cast down with downcast I’s
A pretty girl is destroyed by lies

If only she could see,
the beauty behind her tears
If only she could lift her hands
And push against her fears.

Anguished Angel

This one follows me everywhere I go. Every new book, every site. It's not mine because it was a gift for someone else. Everytime I read it, I think of her struggle, her journey. To a degree I think I've failed her, and if your eyes find this page serendipitously know for that I'm sorry.

Anguished Angel
Far too often she's left waiting for the sun to pierce the darkened sky,
Far too often she feels forgotten, releasing an unheard sigh
Far too often she's left in pieces, left to wonder why
Far too often she's left alone, by herself to cry,

Anguished Angel with broken wings, halo replaced with chains,
Someone's filled your hands with weight, soaked by a thousand rains
Anguished Angel with no hope, freedom stripped away,
Someone's filled your heart with pain; your trust has been betrayed

She's hoping for a future, but feels that chance will be denied,
Hoping for the truth one day, instead of consuming lies.
Battered like a ship at sea, the horizon consumed with storms,
Her body cries for blood bought peace or some power that transforms.

Anguished Angel, with beauty marred, not outside but within,
Someone's taken your hope away, and replaced it with chagrin.
Anguished Angel, your life in flames, afraid of consuming fire,
Someone lashed out against your soul, and stole away your desires.

Anguished Angel, please hold on, even though hope slips away,
Anguished Angel, please press on, after every night there comes a day.
Anguished Angel, please rise up, against the surging tide,
Anguished Angel, please push through, every storm will subside.

Copyright ©2007 Brian Anthony