A Broken Girl
TW: A DEPRESSING POEM
I saw her out of the corner of my eye.
So fragile.
I can’t help but wonder who broke her
I hope she’ll be okay.
I think her smile would be bright and cheerful.
Almost as if she had read my mind, she offers a soft, upwards turn of her lips
However, I couldn’t call it a happy expression
It was a facade.
A fake.
An actor's attempt at conveying a genuine feeling that ended in failure
In fact, this sham only exaggerated the melancholy look in her brown eyes
The white wall behind her irises is swallowed by an unnatural shine of an unwelcome watery substance
Waiting for the slightest mishap to spill out
Cascading her pale cheeks in the warm salty fluid we call tears
I long to reach out to her
To comfort her with a soft placement of my lips on her forehead
To envelop her in my arms
A warm hug awaiting her hunched figure
But when I go to touch her face
My hand rests upon a cold hard surface
That’s when I remember I’m looking in a mirror
And that girl is me.
- Author: sci-chai ( Offline)
- Published: July 23rd, 2022 17:10
- Comment from author about the poem: Have a poem that expresses how I feel about myself. I\\\'m sure, many of us, have gone through this stage, in our life. Enjoy!
- Category: Gothic
- Views: 29
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