One day you came and saw my smile.
You stood and stared for a while.
And my heart froze because you could see
The truth of the broken me.
Behind my smile is a broken past.
A childhood that didn't last.
A child playing in the grass,
But the illusion shattered just like glass.
You saw the marks he left on me.
How the school was blind and didn't see.
The friends who I desperately need,
Walk away in unholy greed.
Is this why you thought I was in denial?
That my life could be written on a tile.
So listen once in a while.
Now you know what's behind my smile.
YOU ARE READING
As I fall to Ashes
PoetryThis is a book of Poetry I write. None of it is edited and I'd love it if you commented your opinions. It's mostly depressing because writing is how I handle my depression.
