Unkept hair like a nest.
Pass your hand over your face like a mask.
And smile.
Wipe the tears from your eyes.
Take down your hair,
And comb it through.
Smile through it all.
Apply make up.
No one will even notice,
How much of a mess,
You really are,
Inside.
Easier to pretend.
Pretend like you feel the same.
Knowing all you feel is pain.
Smile,
And hold it in.
Nobody has to see your pain within.
Except you.
YOU ARE READING
She.
PoetryPoetry, scenes and short stories written from the fingertips of a girl who doesn't know her own heart. She's filled each corner with love and light that she thought was pure just to watch it rot off and fill like a gaping dark hole. But these heartb...
