Emotions

Its funny how the pain never shows

Like an unseen river it flows

 

Its water stinging cold as ice

Like on a fresh wound red spice

 

Where does one look for help 

Who will hear this whimpering yelp

 

Its like a twisted crystal shard

Stuck somewhere in your heart

 

As white tears drench my mourning mind

I am forced to wear a smile that blinds

 

As I walk this world unkind

I seek joys to drown my mind

The End

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