Will I ever move on?
I can't erase what these eyes have seen.
I'm so afraid to be alone with my thoughts.
My memories.
My deepest, darkest memories.
I'm an actor in play, performing for all as they watch with joy as I continue to fall.
Towards my memories I wish to forget.
Towards my happiness that I tend to neglect.
I laugh through my pain to make the others smile with joy, even though I'm nothing more than that little boy.
That little boy crying on stage as the viewers look on, awaiting him to perform.
Not caring to know his pain, only for him, or rather me, to do what makes them happy.
I'm simply sad, yet they refuse to acknowledge my pain.
They pierce my heart with a dagger as they don't give me time to.....grief.
~Ladarius Brown
