Cycling Onward

April 8, 2014

I laugh at your jokes,

I jest with your words,

I smile at your looks,

I continue living each and every day.

I hurt inside. Laugh.

I don’t want to tell you. Jest.

I feel insecure. Smile.

I’m upset. Continue.

I cry. Laugh.

I long to tell you. Jest.

I scream inside. Smile.

I’m sad. Continue.

Laugh. Jest. Smile. Continue

I don’t know what to do.

Laugh. Jest. Smile. Continue.

I don’t know what to say.

Laugh. Jest. Smile. Continue.

You are my ocean of emptiness.

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