The Smile

The sound of your voice interrupts my thoughts glancing up to see your smiling face a smile not meant for me but the person you think I am the person who can smile and laugh the person that made you fall in love my recent past bleeding through my vulnerable state seeing it written on my face and wanting to help nothing for you to do you sit and watch that same smile on your face haunting me with every turn trying to pull me back only to push me away into the darkness that calls to me dragging me down into the ragging waters filling my lungs choking on everything I remember only your smiling face reminding me that I cannot smile that I will never be happy again