A cold tear dripped off
her pretty face,
as she was slipping
to that broken place.
A place without color
where everything was black and grey,
a place of darkness
where empowering thoughts
don’t see the light of the day.
It was the only place she knew
that made her feel,
a place full of scars
pierced by the sharp steel.
It was there she found a fire
burning deep within her,
a fire that showed her a way out
where no amount of darkness could deter.
She equipped herself with a smile
and she wore it with pride,
everyone she interacted with realized
her smile was their kryptonite.
