I deceive myself
The first drop a warm kiss to the cheeks
I convince myself
The second to wash me clean of sorrow
The third blisters my smile
The fourth torches the heart
And I slowly dissolve
In the rain that drowned the sun
Can’t hold back tears
With a smile, can’t pretend
Tears that don’t burn the cheeks
Burn the heart instead
Like the sun that singed the rain
I managed a laugh
My laughter is
A rainbow after a sunshower
A lie that everything is fine
People see me as a cheerful person.
But only I know, that deep inside,
there is more rain than sunlight.
Sometimes, the pain is so deep,
it doesn’t even warrant a frown on the surface.
Image by: Bronwyn Murphy