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The Smile In Disguise
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Sadness
A soul so alone
Crying from morning till dawn
Sadness in her eyes
Trying to hide behind the lies
Build a wall so high
So no one can see her cry
She died inside
Heart wounded so wide
They don’t seem to notice the scars on the wrist
Nor the bruises or the damaged fist
She puts a smile so fake
And never eating that cake
She feels so fat
She always blames it on the cat
She seems to find new doors
But the fog seems to cover more
She's been called names
So in her skin she puts flames
No one remember what she's called
Nor the story that she hold
She once got so messed up
She got a medicine cup
'Swallowed it all 'cluck
Too late she's fucked
They entered her room next morning
"Found her on the floor "Darling
Her mom said while she was crying
Damn it is too late mommy
People seem to remember
"?What a pretty girl why did she surrender"
But now she is in a better place
She is over the darkness phase
She is somewhere she has peace
In god's protection, her pain decreased
She stood for too long
She was way too strong
Few years were enough for her
Nothing seemed to get better
She was already dead but now she is gone
She never had a good day or some fun
Though she was selfish not thinking of others
Like her parents, like her mother
But they never notice the pain in the eyes
Only the smile in disguise
She was embarrassed she was ashamed
Now she's safe and never again blamed
I know it is hard
but you are so talented
to share what you have learned from
your own experiences
it is easy to hide, maybe that is hard too...
but to some degree we all wear the mask
we all wear our pain inside
until we explode, let it out in your verse
do not keep it in that can be worse
let it out
write your poems until the hurt finally stops hurting
it is better than letting the bastards win...
Peace
Dylan
"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"
Dylan Eliot
I've been writing for so
I've been writing for so long, it seem to work for a while but it gets worse everytime.
Thank you so much though
So much respect to you
It'll hopefully get better
keep up the good
fight
there is no perfect
there is you
there is me
only you are the reason to be in the game of life it is to be cherished
only you can do that for you
not anybody else
we are social creatures and we all have our needs
but it is the poetry of life that makes it seem like it is worth trying.
you know? got to go
keep writing,
look at me I'm still writing after all these years, I just find it is better to share through poetic metaphor
and metaphorically speaking I've written for eternity
Peace
Dylan
"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"
Dylan Eliot