Diamonds

She sits alone in the back of the room.
She sits alone on the edge of insanity.
She shivers there, in her carved out shell,
Looking out at the world through hollow eyes.
She sits alone.
And she is smiling.

She smiles to hide.
A smile bright as diamonds.
She can barely remember the last time she was happy.
She can barely remember the last time she was free.
She smiles to hide the tears that fall bright as diamonds.

She thinks back to when she read no script.
She thinks back to when she did not act.
She knows now what she has become.
She knows that she has been erased.
There is no trace of who she once was.
She thinks back to the last time she was whole.

She holds on to her last real smile.
Holds it like a diamond
In her rough and calloused hand.
She holds on to nothing.
She knows she has lost that smile,
that diamond in her hand.
Her fingers loosen,
And lost dreams drift away.

She smiles to hide
Her tears like melted diamonds glittering.
They burn paths down her face and to her frozen grin.
She sits alone in the back of the room.
She sits alone.
She sits and smiles.

Reviews

[Davidgeo]

That was very fine writing.

It reminded me of a Tori Amos lyric from a song called Crucify - "you're just an empty cage girl, if you kill the bird". Not the whole song especially, just that lyric. I kinda like thinking of my inner happiness as pets and my front stage personality as a cage, for better or worse, for them. Also reminded me of a scene from the movie Training Day, Ethan Hawkes drunk and high talking about "smiles and cries" as they relate to the ugliness of surviving in the ghetto.

You write melancholy very, very well. I'm a fan.