I was surprised today
To learn that the girl who made the room laugh
Is the saddest in insane pain.
Hospitals were no stranger to her
The bottle was an enemy dressed as her best friend,
Wishing to die by any hand, even her own.
I was surprised but I shouldn’t have been
She made me laugh to tears
A real jokster kid with a sassy flare
And a pretty face too – she can’t see in the darkness.
She was the loudest girl in the room
Laughing along with us too, like it were everything.
An act of desperation, of deflection,
Hiding in the sound of what should be happiness,
She can't help it.
‘Cause inside each day
silently she is dying.
Brave girl facing the slowly approaching death laughingly as if death itself is a fun. Wonderful write. Thanks for sharing.10 +
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The story of the funny girl that is sad inside. Wonderfully and poetically written. If we cling to the past, whether it is a bright and clear one or a dark and gloomy one, we tend to forget that it is behind us, will never come back and cannot be changed like the wake of a boat. Maybe she needs a fantastic friend that helps her focus on her engine that drives the present towards a future that can be bright.