Smiling face, bruised soul
A contrast that takes its toll
A mask that hides the pain inside
A heart that's broken, yet still abidesThe smile that beams, a clever guise
Conceals the wounds that never close their eyes
The laughter echoes, a joyous sound
But deep within, a sorrow's profoundThe face that glows, a radiant light
Belies the darkness of the endless night
The eyes that sparkle, a window to the heart
Reveal a glimpse of the tears that never departThe bruised soul, a battle-worn terrain
A landscape of scars, where love and pain remain
The smiling face, a shield to deflect the blows
A resilience that only the heart knowsYet, in the quiet moments, when the mask slips away
The bruised soul whispers its story, in a gentle sway
A tale of strength and courage, in the face of strife
A smiling face, a bruised soul, a complicated life.
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Unspoken
PoetryThese are the things I never said, these are words that are still unread. Pain in my eyes and a broken soul, but I still play the happy role.