Her
A smile that never reaches her
eyes
A laugh that never reaches her
soul
A hug she cannot feel
A numbness that is everlasting
Numb to the world around her
but not the pain inside
The allure of love and the false
hope it provides
Beckoning to her like the
warmth of a sun rise
Filling her eyes with light, a
change from the sticky dull of
pain
A light that soon fades,
dripping out in the tears she
cries
Her heart flooding with pain,
and drowning in tears
Waiting for the sun rise to
return
Through the dark night she
cries
Tears of anguish wash away
her pain
The sun rises for another day
The smile fake, and
misleading, but it keeps the
questions away
To start another day and end
another night
Anxious for the day to last
To end her waking pain, and
kill the darkest night
The lingering bitter taste of
tears as it fades
The smile becoming real
The flood waters draining
The pain being released by a
loving hug, and a waking
happiness
Stored away for months like a
sleeping bear
Waiting for warmer weather to
warm her soul, and
make her smile warm and real
again
To make her... her
Copyright © Chessney Ferguson | Year Posted 2011
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