her smiles
made of air
seldom given
never there
backward glances
soft shake of the hand
pulling her in
no one can
hidden by lies
guarded by masks
fragile spirit
her morals, simply glass
her fears
deep-seeded
her laugh lines
receded
a solitaire
a single spec
too few reasons
too many regrets
ever present silence
deafens her screams
never present reality
ripping at the seams
her fear of being simple
her fear of not being enough
her fear of the outside
her fear of losing slough
emptiness encompasses
loathing resides
carelessness accompanies
trusting subsides
to let in the darkness
empty-hearted affair
sentences her to life
though she was never there