Wish

This will be a series of poems, hope you enjoy, and please try not to hate it too much. This is my way of letting go.

Inked in tears:
I spill my pain through inky tears.
Words that only jumble into knots.
Streaking down my cheeks.
As I fake the smile on my face.

With dark stains on my face,
In the shape of scars and cracks.
Little do they know how I cry,
These inked in tears of mine.

And then I take something.
Something to hide the tears.
Because they must never know.
How I hide tears behind my mask.

I have to be perfect.
Show no pain or sadness.
I know I'm just rambling on,
And that you won't accept me.

With my inked in tears and all....