A poem for death

A few seconds

If you look at her closely

You can see

That every now and then

She turns away from her group of friends

And her smile falters 

And she becomes a new person

A sad person

A person who is broken and damaged

And after a few depressing seconds

She goes back to the group

Smiling and joking around

She almost looks like she is actually happy

But if you look at her closely

You can see how spurious her smile really is

And you can see all the wreckage behind her fake smile