A Smile (not by choice)


I'm looking up to the ones I love with tearful eyes...
I now fear that this in the end of us...
Hollow inside my stomach is twisting inside out...
For only 100 dollars my pain is wiped from my heart and this earth...
This thought so heavy upon my chest is so light on my wallet...
What then would I leave the world to remember?
I fear only the chance of my loved ones not understanding my
predicament...
I would hate to leave them trapped in the same hell I wish to run from...
I can't stop crying...
I smell defeat more as each day passes...
I spit on my future in fear that I won't live up to my own expectations...
I can't describe the monster in my belly,
But believe me it's there...
I hate this...but...I must go...
As my tongue feels the chill of solution I beg you to try and
understand...
Then I drop for all to see I'm not what I seem to be...

By: Gary Forsyth