s h

inside i'm falling apart

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except no one would know

by how wide my smile is

as i greet normal people on this

seemingly normal day

no one would know that

​

inside i'm falling apart

​

because witty conversation

and dead eyes don't mix

so i avoid eye contact to hide the fact that

​

inside i'm falling apart

​

from having held the world,

his world,

together by threads and thrusts

and reassurance and understanding

and yet,

​

inside i'm falling apart

​

so far apart that i fear ever

coming back together again.

 

 

 

 

 

 

- sasha hinds -