I tried to birth a smile
I couldn't for a while.
I hoped to touch the sky
It was a facade, all a lie.
I hoped to get to grow
Like winters grounded snow.
Tried to go with the flow
But grounded; sadness sow.
I hoped to get to smile
Not knowing we all still cry.
I hoped one day to be in the skies
But they weren't angels, just broken men in disguise.
I hammered a forge of my own smile
My own version; a grounded sky.
An acceptance of ubiquitous cries.
All I had done was make a mask
A crooked smile
My own disguise.
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Shredded Thoughts/Poems
Poetry-{Completed}- Some of my thoughts and poems. Flawed in all fairness, but deep, dark and emotionally driven..Feedbacks are welcome and appreciated.... Enjoy.... Thanks
