The happiest people are the saddest
In a world full of affliction, deceit, feign and hatred
People wear masks to cover up the bruises, tears and scars
In every person there’s a person you don’t know
The world is a circus to the masqueraded humans
No one knows what someone is truly feeling and how someone truly is
We have become so good at lying and covering up the distress that it’s become a norm and if you express your true feelings everyone runs away because fear comes hand in hand with this norm.
Sep 16, 2016
Sep 16, 2016 at 8:29 AM UTC
I used to smile all the time, all day and to everyone.
Along the path of my painful and difficult experiences I lost my smile
I have left segments of my smile in people’s lives
People who do not care to bring it back
Can I blame though? I let them take it
I let them take my smile
Their wear my smile on their faces as if it’s their own while I walk around without one
I have to make a new smile
It’s hard to because I was so used to the one I had
It was filled with genuine innocence, joy and life
Love, hope and faith
Yet now I wear a mask to cover up the non-existent smile I have
I listen to music to find my smile but I find pieces of myself rather in every song that I listen to
So I have lost my smile and myself
I don’t know who I am anymore
They took myself away from me
If I had opened my mouth and said something when I had the chance to
I’d have my smile and be myself
But here I am writing this poem, tears swelling in my eyes
My hands are cold and stiff
It’s hard to write about how I lost my smile
Will I ever get it back?
Time is going, the clock is ticking and days are passing
I am getting older and wiser yet I still have not my smile
Dear Little Child:
Do not let them take away your smile and innocence. You won’t know any better but because I have been in your shoes once upon a time I am asking you to not let them take away your life. For those are your most vulnerable and precious years and not everyone lived those years so they always want to deprive the innocent and clueless of their own years. If someone had warned me like I have warned you I would’ve lived to see your sinless face. Do not let them tell you otherwise, be who you are, be happy, live joyfully and most importantly do not them take away your smile for once it is taken you can never get it back again.
Jul 14, 2016
Jul 14, 2016 at 9:37 AM UTC
Her body was red, red like the burnt tar in a cigarette.
The steam evaporating off her hot red body like the smoke of the burning cigarette.
She stood in front of the mirror and stared at herself.
She stared at the girl in her reflection, this girl seemed like she was climbing the last mountain.
Her eyes big and sunken in her face you could see her soul.
She was searching for strength.
She saw flashbacks of the people from her past, she saw how tired of emotions was.
She wanted a change.
The steam was starting to mist up the mirror.
She lost her reflection, has she lost herself forever?
Did she still know who she was?
Does she even know who she is?
She wiped the mirror with one hand and it made a clean slate just enough for her to see half of her face.
Her body was still red but she had stopped steaming up.
She was now a put out cigarette letting off its last breath of smoke.
As she walked away from the mirror leaving the girl in the mirror behind.
Jun 24, 2016
Jun 24, 2016 at 7:04 AM UTC
Like the broken bottle that was thrown into the road
And smashed into a thousand pieces
My heart lays in segments where you threw it
And like the road with pieces of glass no one can
Walk down there without being cut and stained with their own blood.
So does my heart it stains every soul trying to heal the pain.
No one passes by without being injected with the venomous pain you left me to bear
Shattered it stays where you left it
Shattered into a mixture of anger, pain, resentment and lost love
Shattered amongst the floors of my body like blood from a ******
My body feeling heavy with exploitation
Where are you now to sweep up this mess?
Mend my heart back
Give it a dosage of your love
Put it to sleep with your touch
As it lays there disintegrated I get up wipe my tears
And pick up the pieces throw them away for I cannot
Mend them together. There is no use.
Broken promises
Sold dreams
Deceptive touches
Unfaithful kisses
Are all what lies shattered on the floor
Jun 23, 2016
Jun 23, 2016 at 12:00 PM UTC
Silence bleeds through the walls.
The room is filled with anxiety, unspoken words and desperation
Agitation is holding her back.
Her wings of freedom lay jaded next to her.
Her lips are stiff unable to write out aloud what’s going on in her body, soul and mind.
The raindrops splash on the rooftop drowning the loud silence in the room.
She manages to break out a smile because in that very moment she felt inhabited.
Jun 23, 2016
Jun 23, 2016 at 6:51 AM UTC