Reverie

 'It is all fine' at the tip of her tongue

when all she feels inside is numb,

to pour so much, that she's left empty

if only, someone filled her as deftly,

It aches too much to confess

this pain for somebody to address,

To be the dragonslayer, saving them all

the one with the sword too needs healing after all,

Put up a smile, light their world's so bright

when her has crumbled with all its might,

She wishes somebody like her in her life

Who listens intently, probes out her strife,

Being the one initiating to make amends

question of her importance significantly ascends,

Yet again, she wishes to run and make things right

But, if only they too tried?