She forced a smile
a mask, a disguise
but underneath
it all crashed down
dark beneath the white blanket
she covered herself
with
she rolled around
under her scarred skin
she cried for a while
until her well of tears
ran dry
and the make-up she wore
streamed down her cheeks
she tried to look good
to look happy
but everything inside
was a messy blur
a tornado of emotions
***
Well this got depressing.
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Of all the Stars - Poems
PoetryHere are a collection of poems that I have made. #122 in Poetry, on 26th October 2016 #125 in Poetry, on 22nd October 2016. #140 in Poetry, on 21st October 2016. *** In my dreams there is a bird and a painted blue sky and how it flies...
