Poetry

One battle, one smile

Behind closed doors,

there’s a powerful storm that has come crashing

through,

catastrophic winds,

destruction of the mind,

a tide has come in and washed him away,

did you know that he’s drowning right

in front of you,

struggling to breath?

He’s left with nothing at all as all is lost at sea,

how does one not fight,

how does one not blow in anger,

how does he still put on a smile,

and walk around without showing the

weight on his shoulders,

a strong man he is,

regardless of the war in his mind ,

he’s great at deceiving the world,

by putting on a fake happy smile.

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