Sad Emoji Poem by Liz Dyer

The dark hole that grew deeper inside
The intensity of anger that'll eat you alive
It was stored on the heart of an innocent child
The hurt, The anger, The tears that fell
Her heart is broken and would never be recovered
The cold nights of darkness that she'll never tell another
The cruelness of the world, and abandonment of her mother
Suicidal thoughts, the new things she discovered
The unbearable pain that she would try to cover
The poems she would jot down: No sound, No pulse, No heart to be found
The body was still alive, but the soul already broken down
The brain is still working, but the soul deep underground
Expected to fail, that's what they perceived
The chants, The words that came to belief
The deteriorated self-esteem, filled with grief
The poor innocent girl, that's sadly me..