Pretence Life

I'm lost in my non-existing world where pain was my transportation. Physically alive yet emotionally dead. Pain is the only friend that never leaves my side. I'm stuck in this pretence world to avoid words like "you are a strong woman and all shall pass" from people who don't care. I'm between walls built of pain that even my own tears can't break. Happiness left my life to a direction i can not trace though i tried, i failed for it led me to this pretence world. Yet i gotta carry a heavy smile in public to hid the scars i made privately . I can't lift my head High pain is overpowering me, it's a burden that now became a part of me. Not all lives are precious after all. pain murdered me, now i'm just a ghost in a human form living a pretence life to avoid rejection. I hope the dead will accept me with my pain for i have accepted it'll forever be with me even beyond the grave For it is the soul not the flesh that's damaged. Gone too long my hapiness i might as well say R.I.P.