Chelsea Luamanuvae

I met a boy,

He walked these streets
with his tiresome feet.
The drama that surrounded him was constantly on repeat,
fighting battles that seemed to always end in defeat.
A steady state of mind became hard to keep.
Now he is drinking and smoking himself to sleep.
A lost boy silently screaming for some inner peace,
but his problems just increased.
Out of the shadows some demons were released,
and his innocence was their feast.
Left with a soul that was incomplete,
he was now a boy with a missing piece.

I know a boy,

I stayed with him 'til sunrise,
and during that time I realized
the raw emotional conflict he carried inside.
Even though he tried to mask it with pride,
I saw the war in his eyes.
A lost boy in disguise
staying out all night to hide
away those silent cries
that grew from endless lies.

I knew a boy...

He was a blessing
that held a lesson:
"You cannot love away scars
that are not ready to part
with a damaged heart."

You pass me wtihout speaking
as if I was this stranger not worth meeting.
But, nobody knows the memories we shared
nobody knows that we both cared.
You hide me behind all your insecurities
buried with all your unclaimed maturities.
But, my heart is no longer your walk in closet
the place you would leave your regrets.
I will no longer be your back up plan
it's time for me to take a stand.
Your silence is what lead you here
I grew tired of being locked away in your fears.
Out of the darkness and into the light
I know now everything for me will be alright.