Stubborn

It's the same as it was before, 

A bit of a dusty encore

The wallpaper isn't the same

And for this I have life to blame

But the girl is the same as she was

There's little to scratch on the surface

The heart beats at the same rate

Still works against her own fate

Always sitting where she sleeps

The same spot where always weeps

Still writes in the hope of offloading

The feelings that keep on building

Inside this tired and lonely mind

Those feelings so often unkind

and the heart is still tired you see

Tired of being me....

The dark of the eyes grows within

The soul too strong to keep in 

Too stubborn to quit swiftly

Never giving up quickly...

And so the girl lives on here

Inside the woman filled with fear

Blindly following that stubborn heart

Beating with pain for those from whom she is apart

Living behind a curtain of smoke so dark

Daily revisiting those fateful moments that left their mark

On her, tracing a time line upon her body slowly

Each time she broke, bent under the strain

Because she can take it all but she cannot take the pain...

But life is such for her, pain is her lot to be accepted

Til the day she will break for the last time upon her heart should be crafted

The timeline her body bears as was for its benefit that she went forward

Ahead with life when all she wished for was a fateful end to all that was too hard

For her to deal with, the waking, the sleeping, the smiling...

And those things you take for granted in life while she found it hardest standing...

But the wallpaper is different still

And she battles with her life with a distinct lack of will

Moving on trying to find peace for that heart still stupidly beating

Even though it knows very well for her there will be no loving...

Laurence Ramos

March, 3rd. 2013