Her laugh so intoxicating,
Like ecstasy for the soul,
Her smile,
That lights up the room,
But when no one is looking is filled with gloom.
Her tears,
That could make the devil weep,
Her mountain of problems is so steep,
Yet somehow getting continually deep.
The scars inside and out,
I know all about,
Without a doubt.
Her, in pain,
Drives me insane,
There is nothing for anyone to gain. |