Listen to her laughter <br />as she tells another one of her <br />hilarious anecdotes on life <br />(where she normally makes herself <br />the punchline) <br />We can't help but laugh.... <br />she's so funny! <br /> <br />Watch her eyes shine <br />with the excitement <br />of knowing we're actually ''buying it''. <br />She really thinks she's fooling us. <br />See her bite her lip <br />as she tries <br />to hold back the tears. <br />(If they fall... <br />she'll just laugh through them <br />and it'll appear she laughed <br />so hard she cried.) <br /> <br />I see the fear <br />she hides deep inside <br />as it casts a shadow <br />over her eyes <br />and turns the bright blue <br />just a shade darker <br />than they should be. <br /> <br />I hear how her voice cracks <br />when she makes a joke <br />about herself. <br />I feel her pain as she looks <br />across the room at the door <br />like a hungry child <br />spotting a jelly-filled doughnut <br />sitting on the table... <br />just out of reach. <br /> <br />Inside she's dying.<br /><br />Mary Nagy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/inside-she-s-dying-2/
