She Ran Alone

I wrote this poem on April 6, 2011. Free verse is not my favorite type of poem, but sometimes it's a good way of describing things.

It flows better when it's sung. :)



Within all the laughter
She stood and watched them all.
A smile crossed her face,
But inside was only pain.
When they said, "What is wrong?"
She smiled, but ran from them.
They watched her disappear from sight
And presently forgot the pain in her face.



But she still lived, though she didn't laugh.
She lived but in tears all alone.
Within the sight of the ones she loved,
She cowered in a courner and cried.

She prayed for an angel, a friend to notice.
She asked for arms to enclose her.
But she hid in a courner, shaking with sobs
And still nobody noticed.

When the pain was too great
And the tears hurt too much,
She picked herself up
And said farewell.
She gathered her pain and embraced
The hurt that she felt feep inside.
The piercing pain pulled her to her feet,
And made her run. She ran.
She gave them a chance to show their love
To see her crying and comfort.
They didn't see or understand
And so, she ran, and ran!



He...saw her leave...and wondereed where she went.
Then he went...back...to the merry conversation...
And laughed.
He laughed...with the group.
She ran...alone...with her hurt.