Behind

this smile

is a

sadness

so deep,

a pain

so raw

even shadows

stay away;

behind

this laugh

is a

secret

well hidden,

a resentment

so smouldering

even hell

rejects it.

Swim

with me

in these

murky waters;

wallow

in the

mud,

for everyone

has their

skeletons,

everyone

has their

tales

of woe.