Fake smiles, candid cries;
Flusters of pain hidden by guilty eyes.
Blood imbrued walls, rubescent floors;
Misery secured behind latched wooden doors.
A slit wrist to take the blame;
A paper heart that feeds the flame.
Hair dipped in gold, ornamenting the black;
Waiting for the train, on the empty train track.
Erased colours, cautious measures;
Torn pages to obliterate clandestine treasures.
Beguiling smiles, to ease the frown;
A little something to remember before you drown.
Words too big, meaning too small;
Empty sentences on a bulletproof wall.
An estranged feeling, a betraying thought;
Quivering fingers, a mellifluous gunshot.
A speeding clock, lachrymal hours;
A deserted new moon, amongst the flagrant stars.
Darkness above, fear within;
A small punishment, for every sin.