Hide inside this flimsy shell
in the dark I know so well
Listen as the laughter starts
despite the smell of broken hearts
Close my eyes and count to three,
open and hope I’ll never see
Pain and loss and fear abound
bouncing off the laughter sound.
In my corner bleak and dim
trying not to think of him
Meet his eyes, they pierce my soul
as I strain to keep control
Might be smiling, I’m not sure,
lost in striving to endure
My body smiles on and I fit in;
my soul fights what it can’t win
In this place of broken dreams
nothing’s ever as it seems
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