Hope

Sometimes we all need something to hold on to

I see her there with a beautiful smile on her face but i know the smile is not real. She tries to be strong hiding her pain from the rest of the world. I know once is in a while she falls apart. She is always surrounded with friends maybe she need an anchor to prevent her from drowning in her pain. Why can't the rest of them see behind her laugh , her jokes and her smile their is pain. She is sourrounded with darkness holding to the small light in her life. When will it all be over I wish I could be the one hold her hand. But how can I reach out while am buried deep inside, how can I tell her it's alright. Why can she realize am her always in her am called hope