Lost Laugh
And your laughter
though unintended for hurt
has cut deep into my fragile heart
and my smile
though wide
has tried so hard to fight back the screaming inside
the sound of lighthearted humor you hear
from my shy lips
is a symptom of cancer
in the tumor
on the chip
on my shoulder
I'm lost
frustrated
you think you're irritated with me?
try being me
I'm so tired of myself
the bookshelf of my potential I've left unread
with dust layering page after page
I'm trying to break free from a cage
where boys are taught to march like soldiers
to shoot down their shame with malfunctioning weapons
of porn and arrogance and success
but I confess
I can't help myself
I laugh so you can't find me
so you never see what hides behind my kindness
don't believe all the lies I tell you
don't buy the merchandise I sell to you
for I've since succumbed to my impurity
I've become my insecurity
just to numb the pain
of having to watch it burn in the hell you came to save me from
you may have the last laugh but this
this is my lost laugh
my confused veil of understanding
for I once tasted freedom in you but you
are no longer here
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