Saturday, March 1, 2008

Nothing.


Nothing.
Is what you see
yet pain shoots through my body
and transparent tears cascade down white cheeks

Nothing.
Is what you see
yet a smile is stretched thin
and dancing eyes sparkle with unshed torture

Nothing.
Is what you see
yet scarlet gashes cover my arm
and my heart pumps the warm blood out

Nothing.
Is what you see
so how can I make you understand
that I'm slowly dying inside?

I'm just so tired
no wrinkles on my face
but on my heart

My soul is weary
tired of wearing a mask
tired of pretending to live a perfect life
tired of pretending to be alright

I try to show you but
Nothing
is all you see

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