She was a broken soul
But she held her head high
She was hurt inside
But she still lived on, with a smile
She was stronger than most
She didn't let her fears define her
She still had hope.
But behind every smile was a tear
Behind every laugh, a frown
All this sadness,
She tried so hard to hide,
Bottle it up, hold it in
Hope she won't explode
No one could tell she's hurting
They were scornful,
Only adding to her suffering
Still she smiled, laughed
Put on a show for the audience.
I wonder if she was still smiling
When she took those pills.
I wonder what her last thoughts were
Before she fell into an eternal slumber
YOU ARE READING
Bleeding Hearts
PoetryI write, because I am.// Too many emotions, // Overflowing, // As my heart bleeds // Words onto paper. // I write, // Therefore I am. ------------------- Cover credit goes to @WattAnOtaku OHMYGODTHAN...
