A Sombre prayer

Her painfilled eyes filled with tears, a silent plea for help rolling down her thick skin with every blink. 

She forces a smile as the rays of her golden heart shine through her gritted teeth. 

Hiding her breaking heart for so long she's not as strong as everyone thinks. 

A mournful remembrance for the girl she used to be, as she puts on the show of dignity and strength for the world to see.

I hold my head up high even though I know that she is me. 

My dark days, so they say are just a guiding hand to who I'm ment to be.

My positivity has slipped and my busy mind fills me with fears and doubt. 

I feel like I am running towards my death bed, desperately trying to find my way out.

If I make it through this storm to the next level of life's game,

I can only pray to you dear lord that my life will never be the same.