It's hard managing a lonely soul in a world that accepts only the happy. It's hard to force yourself to be happy when you're really not but still I try.Sometimes I find myself laughing with people and sometimes I even find myself enjoying their company but at the end of the day when I'm left alone with my thoughts, I ask myself. Am I really happy? Then my soul grieves and I realize it was just an illusion of the moment.

Ripping old wounds
Only to reveal the infection
Festering in your thoughts
And spreading to your soul
Unrecognized through the haze
Brought by the darkness
Devouring you from the inside out

But through the chasm
Light finally breaks in
Chasing the ghosts away
Making way for healing
And breaking free from chains

Covered wounds now uncovered
Left bare so others may judge
May empathize
But mostly so that this time
They may heal properly.

The tap on her heart
was open all the way
And her love once overflowed.

But the people around her left
Once they were full.

So she closed her heart
And never opened them again.