Decollating dolls is what Dexter did
He has done it since he was a young kid
Hid these doll heads in a box beside the pond
Or buried them deep into grandma’s mowed lawn.
When her dolls were beheaded, Susie was weirded out.
She knew it was her brother, Dexter, as she began her pout.
He never admitted it, laughing at these headless dolls a lot.
She was angry at him most of the time calling him brat or snot.
Categories:
decollated, 10th grade, 12th grade,
Form: Rhyme
Behind that smile is a life once known.
Lost forever. Hidden. Denied.
Behind that smile is a pain unending.
Constantly burning, brown and unbearable.
Behind that smile a shattered set of dreams.
Crushed, scattered and forlorn.
Behind that smile a tear stains.
Scorching and decollated completely.
Behind that smile a truth submerged.
Never to be seen or told.
Behind that smile, a depth incomparable.
Chasms, deep and unrevealed.
Behind that smile lies a past
Tortured, terrifying, and full of regret.
Behind that smile a joy
Unending, faithful and unconditional.
Behind that smile a brown eyed girl
Whose past is hidden
And depth is securely caged.
Whose love is constant and yours.
And tears cascading fall.
Behind that smile is simply
Me.
Categories:
decollated, confusion, inspirational, introspection, life,
Form: I do not know?