Day 210 - The Daughter

She's the coaches daughter,
Wanting to run away,
To a far off land,
Dreams in her eyes,
Sweat on her hands.

This life is all she's known,
It's not the one she wants,
She'll let everyone know,
Not in anger or spite,
She just knows what's right.

She gets love without support,
Which is not love at all,
If they won't understand,
It's jealous refusal,
Pain to the person in front of you.

Concealing the hurt,
She cries in an old shirt,
Destined to be with him,
But leaving her world behind,
Wears on the body and the mind.

He stands there,
Arms open up wide,
A heart beating for her inside,
A mind consumed,
With giving all his love to her.

Sometimes he feels like a disease,
Infecting her very soul,
A possible root cause,
To the problems she sees,
Her hurt and pain, felt by he.

He's trying his best,
To make things go smooth,
Knowing what he stands to lose,
A wife, a lover, a trusted friend,
Someone to love him 'til the end.

If he could pick up tonight,
Hop on a plane,
Leave his world behind,
He'd gladly take that ride,
Putting her back by his side.