Smile of a Crying Man

Despite hurting I smile not because I enjoy the pain but because crying is the only way I can smile without hurting those that really mean the most to me. To them my smile is laughter but deep within me it is torture unbearable with every tick of the clock. I keep screaming, silently hoping that politely some one will come hold me. So far away I drift with every smile disappearing in every laughter I hear but still manage to give the smile of a crying man.