When the feeling first came no one said what it meant.
All the years that I've had it the feeling that makes these Broken Smiles.
The same pain every smile every laugh.
The pain that sets in its own empty little spot in the blackened soul that
dwells within the human shall.
The hurt that people call "Depression".
Is that what lingers within me?
What truly hides behind these Broken Smiles?
The pain is not like all the rust of the blood stand tears.
The pain that is within me takes control over it all.
Pain that tells me when I can laugh, smile, frown, weep.
The pain hides behind each Broken Smile.
The emotion that dances on my face is not the same that dances across my
soul.
With this pain my eyes find a darkened friend, my skin plays with my bones
and my minds sings with the unknown darkness.
This feeling that’s been my only friend is making my eyes tired.
The hurt from within is starting to show.
My eyes have lost its shine.
My skin has lost its tone.
My mind has lost its inspiration.
All that’s left for me to do now is allow the feeling to send me to my
darkened home.
Within the pain all that is left is a Broken Smile.

 
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