Smiles fracture through worn skin,
Suffering silently, absolving of sin.
Each day, I curse my existence in fleeting flashes,
Gathering the shards scattered in life\'s mazes.
I feign emotions, my heart a puppeteer,
Burning muscles tensed with fear.
In pursuit of reality, my heart tarnished,
Living in a world my soul has banished.
In echoes of the past, innocence taunts,
A face once adorned with genuine joy haunts.
I\'ve misplaced the art of infectious smiles,
A life bizarre, a chapter unforeseen by miles.
Yet, in a quiet corner, no retreat in sight,
The loquacious tongue silenced in the fight.
Solace claims its space in profound quiet,
Gratitude morphs into resilient defiance.
As I seek the truths life tightly clasps,
The charm of imagination in the shadows gasp.
For in this journey with no reverse track,
Words falter, and imagination\'s allure turns black.