She drank to drown her pain
But the sorrow learned to swim
She longed for a life of love and laughter
But couldn’t shake the dread within
She played the part and walked the talk
As part of her disguise
She smiled and waved and hugged and played
While plotting her own demise
She pops her pills to ease her feels
And last at least another day
She meditates and overmedicates
Because she’s lost her way
I say she’s lost but is it true ?
If she was meant to wander
Could it be, perhaps that she
And the true her have torn asunder ?
If I lived my truth would it be proof
That this life is worthwhile ?
The thought moves on, the clouds move in
Inhale the smoke and smile