Fake smiles
broken eyes
wishes sent
up to the skies
tied to balloons
and set against helium
floating away
destroying the medium.
Secrets and lies
flying away
wishes of death
tied to the quickly decaying strings.
Floating and floating
until the balloon pops
hundreds of miles away
and the laughing stops
as it's contents fall
way up from above
onto the person
she had loved.
All the pain and the suffering
out into words
pictures and paintings
describing the worst.
And a single note
directed to the receiver
telling them
they shouldn't have believed her
when she said
that she was fine.
YOU ARE READING
Nobody Was Meant to See
Poesía[Trigger Warning, please be safe when reading] They aren't supposed to know. They aren't meant to read these poems that I'm writing. I've concealed them for a reason. -Shitty poems about how I feel-
