Because my anger
Leads me to dark places
I try to imagine
How my life would be without rage.
Day to day, smiling with purpose
Instead of forcing a smile
For everyone else's sake.
But that's why I do it.
I smile
So other people can smile along.
I don't want others to feel the way I do:
Worthless,
Dark,
Forgotten.
I smile
So that I can prove to others I'm still capable of joy
No matter how forced.
I smile
So I can prove to myself
I'm alive.
AGD
YOU ARE READING
Painting With Words
PoetryThese are subtle glimpses I get from the lives of the people around me, written as poems. Some refer to me; most don't. Enjoy.
