Getting off the Bike
So tired of pedalingand hiding my eyes
That cried from some hurt
I covered with a lie
The lie like I'm okay
everything is fine
Nothing is wrong
I just need to ride
Blood on my arm?
I didn't even know
My heart broken in two?
I really need to go
my bike brought me home
where I'd feel safe to be
to let out all the tears
I couldn't let them see
No one to trust
with all I had inside
everyone just let me be
They watched me run and hide
I prayed for peace and some trust
That I had never felt
Someone to help me off my bike
And make my armor melt
Then a gentle whisper
You are not alone
You don't have to ride again
Cause you're already home
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