Something in the darkness, weeps silent tears of sin, <br />To release the hardened surface, of not letting you in. <br />Everyone is looking for a smile, a laugh, a prayer. <br />Without this they see nothing, and leave without a care. <br /> <br />Alone and empty walking, away from sun strained eyes, <br />Of people that will only, believe your façade lies. <br />Without this mask of summer, they don’t want to see you here. <br />So lone and dead you sit, among the blackened tear. <br /> <br />So who is it that matters? Who will dare decide? <br />Me who cared so greatly, while you tried to sit and hide? <br />The sun is always shining, even behind the cloud. <br />Now don’t sit and stare and listen to the deafened sounds so loud.<br /><br />Terri Louise<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/shallow-grave-3/
