her eyes are worn out
the light was stripped away,
and she no longer wears eyeliner but
bags under her eyes.
her smile is forced
straining to conceal the frown she constantly
wears
in the comfort of her own room.
she used to laugh, the sound a warm spring day
in the chilly air
but now she sighs in loneliness.
she spoke so sweetly, her voice was silk
and now it cracks, threatening the dam to break
to spill out all of her unsaid emotions
the ones she could never afford to think out loud.
