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smiles on my lips 

happiness written over my face 

laughter bursting from my throat 

like bubbles on my cheeks

clouds on the sky 

 

I’m smiling don’t u see 

but behind the door there’s a broken heart 

a girl falling apart 

with tears on her face 

she took a blade and her trance came in 

the blood on her arms 

Are the fault that she made

im fine 

don’t u see 

this is the person 

that u see 

 

unconscious 

she laid on the cold floor 

behind this door

Her living is pointless 

because everyone is heartless 

she smiled 

at last 

and went to heaven

She can really find 

the happy child inside her

 

  • Author: Siena (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 29th, 2018 01:14
  • Comment from author about the poem: A poem that describes my depression
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 14
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