A Lonely Soul

 As the lonely soul lies on the bed,
Tears roll down her face,
Pain strikes the skin,
Words hit the heart,
Scars sting on the inside.
No body sees the wounds on the heart nor on the inside.
She fakes a smile on the out side.
She laughs, she smiles, and giggles just like others around her.
Except hers is all a force.
It's all to hide the tears she sheds at night.
To fake the pain and hide it with happiness.
It's all she has, the only thing she can do.
With out it she's judged, not just by strangers but those who claim they love her.
Her life is a lie.
The silence of the noise asks,
What am I doing here.
She wonders if anybody would miss her if she was gone.
Pain hits her every second of every moment of her life.
Exhaustion finally hits the body hard.
The young but old body lies on the floor motionless.
It's skin is young, but it's flesh is old and worn with not much left.
The soul is ready to leave this world...
Until it has been rescued.
It still cries in pain,
But the glimpse of happiness has saved not only the heart but her too.
She has been given the strength,
not only to breathe as she lies in that empty room,
But to stand up and forever fight her battles!