The smile seems so real
They all three have it
The three women
That should mean the most
Two of them really do
Another just out of guilt
But the silence
Always speaks volumes more
Than anything that comes out thier mouths
Like bass notes too low for the human ear
I imagine the thoughts
And the screams going on
In their heads
Treading on a fantasy world
That could shatter like thin glass
Yet they have all perfected the art
Until the moment comes
That things break
And quickly the subjects change
And we all pretend
It never happened
They all three have it
The three women
That should mean the most
Two of them really do
Another just out of guilt
But the silence
Always speaks volumes more
Than anything that comes out thier mouths
Like bass notes too low for the human ear
I imagine the thoughts
And the screams going on
In their heads
Treading on a fantasy world
That could shatter like thin glass
Yet they have all perfected the art
Until the moment comes
That things break
And quickly the subjects change
And we all pretend
It never happened
2 comments:
Chris, this one is good and i like it. You express poems in a great way. Keep up the great job :)
I can't decide if it would be better for the 3 women you write about to recognize themselves or not - probably not!
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