Lifeboat

For the words that were left unsaid,

there is a over-used book kept under her bed

there are pages that have the most delicate handwriting

with words of love and affection for her man.

There are pages that have been engraved with the harshness of a pen

words no one would say aloud, but note them down, she can

And the pages that you can see light through

are the ones where her mind and heart had battled and fought,

until she could finally decide what she wanted to keep

and erase the words that dug too deep.

and those pages that have smudges and blotches all over

they tell a story of hurt, or an overwhelmed lover.

She writes with a passion too strong to describe

and a heart that's taken a dangerous dive

The water gets rough and she struggles to stay afloat

but the book under her bed is her escape, her lifeboat.