Pain is a dark art, <br />That embodies the soul. <br />Tears are the darts, <br />And your heart is the hole. <br /> <br />The hurt is unimaginable. <br />The love is all but lost. <br />When noone surrounds you, <br />You weep at all costs. <br /> <br />It isn't easily mastered. <br />Hiding the pain away, <br />Pretending it doesn't exist, <br />Lying and saying you're okay. <br /> <br />But you do it, <br />Because it's all you know. <br />Placing the tears aside, <br />Never letting them show.<br /><br />Amanda Miller<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dark-art/
