Painted Smile
It’s all an act, can’t you see?
A pretense of Shakespearean complexity
A mask of so many layers it’s hard to hold
Yet it only gets heavier as this sorry life unfolds
If you really cared then you’d see my eyes
And the bitter pain these beguiling lids disguise
But all it takes to fool your petty mind
Are some superficial words to keep you sweetly blind
As time goes on, the facade takes its toll
Exhaustion insidious as my heart grows cold.
The light fades to an ironic, acrid hue
The last bastion defeated with all hopes of rescue.
So all that’s left is to succumb meekly to this fate
Smothered by self-loathing and the ever-present hate
That twists my life into a snarling parody
Plummeting obliquely into mundane obscurity
So how to find solace in a shell that I despise?
By defiling the innocence this awkward exterior belies.
It’s clichéd I know, but it let’s go
Drink, smoke and ‘til we feel alive!
That smile oblivion reserves for only me
As I surge towards it,
Self-destructing
Happily
We’ve all got to die,
So why should I
Linger for longer
Than is
Necessary?
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