#WritcoPoemPrompt2
In the end it was just me and my thoughts,
A painful trap, long after you were gone I still had the bad memories hurt me trusted no one knew the pain I hid all they see is just some kid, but behind the broken smile they seen, keep busy keep clean,she loved to make people laugh a smile a laugh she be complete,but under it all was. a kid trapped not to big not to small she really fooled them all hurt the little kids heart she never asked anyone she kept it inside real tight till she got older and decided to fight, kid sad turned into a adult developed anxiety and fear of her world that she only knew doctors drugged her to cover her pain,but her hurt would never be normal what a shame.one night and many nights she wanted to take her life, but she met a man and he made her his wife, she gave him 3 children and they all grew up and went away from her life,her sadness remained even tho she's a wife,so one summer night she couldn't take the pain she swallowed 50 pills in a glass of milk 20 minutes passed and her heart stopped and no longer hurt all the help in the world didn't even help.
© Betty miller