She smiles
And laughs
When an audience is near
But what they don't know
Is that fresh cuts trace her arm
And tears streaked her face
Only the night before
She cries herself to sleep
She tries so hard
So hard to be happy
But the shadow is still there
Still haunting over her
Like a nightmare
A nightmare that she cannot wake from
Trapped within herself
She wants to be free
Free of the pain
Free of the burden
All alone in the dark
Lost with no where to go
Tired of the pain
Chill clinging to her skin
But most of all is that
There is no warmth left
In her soul
YOU ARE READING
From My Mind To Yours
PoetryWARNING DO NOT READ IF YOU BECOME EASILY SAD These are depressing poems. I advise you to not read them if you are young or your heart strings can be easily pulled.
