The smile that hides the pain.
The cry that stops the rain.
In this I revel in being vain.
-N
An Incurable Romance Writer
The smile that hides the pain.
The cry that stops the rain.
In this I revel in being vain.
-N
I stand transfixed by your movements.
Paralyzed with the thought of discovery.
-N
It seems my time in purgatory has come to an end.
I’m drained, weak, and don’t know if I’m on the mend.
Am I human?
-N
I can’t share my thoughts.
Sometimes I feel ashamed of my carnal desires.
I smile to hide the tears,
I laugh to ignore the fears.
-N
…With reason,
Yet I’m too tired to elaborate.
Huh.
A writer exhausted to the point of silent thoughts.
I guess miracles really do happen.
-N
My eyesight is weak.
Littered with tears and scratches.
My heart is heavy, and tight.
Filled to the brim with spite.
My dreams didn’t come true.
The prince never came,
Instead of fair-game I became framed.
I was held back by choices.
I should’ve ignored those voices…
Honestly, the pills look inviting,
The black abyss seems a peaceful existence.
I should take my pleasure in the unknown void.
Isn’t that what we search for anyway? Peace and quiet?
Maybe I should skip to the end to avoid the constant pain,
Pay for the arraign I have surely obtained.
-N
Thoughts of you tingle my psyche in the most unpleasant of ways.
I watched silently as you destroyed every naive part of me.
No longer innocent, adrift at sea.
-N
I wonder would they love me if they knew my innermost thoughts.
I’ve been split for so long I don’t know how to be one whole person.
No rhyme or reason to this madness,
apparently it just exists within me.
-N
I’m living an impossible lie.
It’s killing me inside,
My own soul can barely reside.
Even still I try.
-N
I’m back again.
I tried to leave but it didn’t work.
I tried to leave it behind but it came back.
It goaded me back into its dark confines.
I couldn’t say no.
I was on the straight and narrow for a while.
Proud that I was able to start again.
I’ve said that line for too long.
But the temptation was too strong.
The lure of your wicked promise so decadent.
High enough to feel but not enough to breathe.
This is reckless and-
You brought the necklace back.
Yeah.
-N