I tell tales of different language
i speak in a language barely anybody knows
only my shadow or reflection knows
I tell stories of strength and power through my eyes
but horrors of trauma and sadness arrives
when the first tear falls
I tell novels of joy and laughter in my smile
but tales of sadness and sorrow in my frown
with the help of my quivering lip
and my eyes blinking too hard
my nose scrunched and my cheeks red
I tell a tale of want and desire
joy and laughter, everything the loving heart requires
but people forget
I also tell the tale of sorrow, anguish and pain.
I hope to never tell that tale again.
© ewrites
only my shadow or reflection knows
I tell stories of strength and power through my eyes
but horrors of trauma and sadness arrives
when the first tear falls
I tell novels of joy and laughter in my smile
but tales of sadness and sorrow in my frown
with the help of my quivering lip
and my eyes blinking too hard
my nose scrunched and my cheeks red
I tell a tale of want and desire
joy and laughter, everything the loving heart requires
but people forget
I also tell the tale of sorrow, anguish and pain.
I hope to never tell that tale again.
© ewrites