My smile was once so easy,
a thing of joy and pride,
but over these years of darkness,
the ease has slowly died.
I find it's no longer truth,
but simply a lying mask.
It hides away the misery,
the hauntings of my past.
I refuse to look at pictures.
I see what others ignore.
The uneasiness of my smile.
How it has turned into a chore.
Will I ever truly smile,
with joy, pride, and truth,
or will I never know a smile?
Will it die with the rest of my youth?
Please, i wish to laugh,
to smile without a care,
but I'm not good enough for this,
and I guess that is fair.
Just a quick poem for today. Thanks to jellybeansEVERYWHERE for showing me a website which gave me the idea for this.
I know that feeling all too well, you have a very special gift.
Very talented writing
Truth for many people. And when the smile is genuine it seems to get ripped away so fast.
WOW!!! This is so beautiful poem!!
I love it! i can feel it through my soul! xD good luck on your life and your works
I told you about the website to ho!!! What was the prompt?
ummm, I think it was something like, something good that has gone bad
Great poem! I can definitely relate.
such a beautiful poem and very moving at that thank you for sharing this with us here on deviant art