Another Gorgeous FaceA Poem by D.E. BallI believe my sister to be bipolar, like our dad, and the symptoms of the disease are now showing through her actions.Another Gorgeous Face
I see a tragic waste, Another gorgeous face, Being lost to instantly-gratifying thrills. Every intoxicating drink you spill Down the well of your throat, And the photos you proudly gloat Cannot hide the fact That you're suffering; your smiles are an act-- An imperfect disguise that cannot mask, The you that wants to ask, Scared and silenced, for help. © 2013 D.E. Ball |
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