She is in pain again..
She tried a brave face this morning, putting her makeup on.
With tears in her eyes she quift her lips, putting on a smile for show.

She spoke softly, though the back of her throat scratched and ached.
She sat there calmly, trying to ignore the sirens going off in her head.

That was then,
But now..

Her tears fell,
Her makeup now a disarray.

Her voice cracked,
Her inner demons grew.

So she lit a cigarette.
Smoked a pack.

She lit up and...