wonder what’s like to hold on
to a scent of a touch long gone
what’s like to kiss a memory
of pure lust’s reverie
and then smile to the world
wonder what’s like to caress
a shadow’s rising chest
what’s like to long for a breath
that once whispered death
and then smile to the world
as if it was from your core
smile when your dreams collapse
and you fall into loneliness’ traps
smile when your soul is bleeding
tears over a forgotten sapphire ring
smile when there’s no light
at the end of the tunnel
just smile and it’ll be all right
no one has to know you suffer
smile, even if it means the eclipse
of your sane self, the apocalypse
of your once dear life
smile…