The broken child

by Heather Clark   Dec 12, 2004


The smile of the broken child
is an illusion.
She hopes it'll keep
you from knowing the truth.
she doesn't want you to know
suicide is on her mind
before she goes to bed at night
or that she sleeps with a knife,
not afraid to die in her sleep.
Her smile keeps he popular
while all she wants to do is runaway
from the life she can't live.

The laugh of the broken child
is a delusion.
Her false laugh
covers the tear she cried
while praying with the little belief left
that tonight it will all end.
cutting her wrists she cries harder,
but you'll never know
because as long as you only hear her laugh
she's still normal.

The beautiful blue eyes of the broken child
are a mirage.
They lead to a world of lies
that haunt her troubled mind
and afflict her fragile soul.
She carries excessive anguish
of past dilemmas.
Her anguish gets heavier everyday,
she can no longer stand the pressure
and collapses, to weak to get up,
she sets her self free of this life,

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  • Sent shivers down my spine, brilliant, the way you planned it out, you can tell thought has gone in to it
    Defiantly a 5
    6 if it where possible lol

  • 19 years ago

    by ShadowedPhoenix

    Great poem but personally i don't think you should hide how you feeling coz it will only hurt more in the end, I used to hide my feelings but now i just say how I'm feeling! But if you wanna talk I'm here!
    xoxo