Smiling, genuine and bright.
Smiling, only seeing the light.
Smiling, never seeing the hurt.
Smiling, then getting kicked in the dirt.
Forgotten, left to rot and decay.
Forgotten, left to wither away.
Forgotten, forever and ever alone.
Forgotten, though sadness not shown.
Crying, full of mounds of fear.
Crying, nobody close to hear.
Crying, unable to stand on my own.
Crying, forever and ever alone...
Drowning, in my pond of tears.
Drowning, breathless, for years and years.
Drowning, choking on pain and guilt.
Drowning... Breaking the walls that had just been built.
Author's Note:
This poem was not recent, I'm okay ;)
-I. Quill
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PoetrySimple poems, each with a story just behind them. ••• This book will be updated whenever I write a new poem worth posting. I draw inspiration either from my own complicated emotions, or sometimes even stories I've created in my mind. I suppose only...
