smile

This is for you.

Always leaves me with a smile,
A while, since it has been there
So much better than my deadly glare.
Ironic really, the story tells
Forced, abused - pain itself.
Yet always laughing, joking with me
As if, beyond eyes, truth can see.
Fatigued with misery, dreams to be free
Can’t see the leaves, nor the roots of this tree.

Understanding is difficult, advice impossible
Every other step, is more like an obstacle.
Keep struggling I say, and remember to pray
God will guide you from going astray.
Can’t leave the house, ‘dads about’,
No doubt. Like to dress in those clothes,
Freedom of choice? Um, not really, no…

Proving innocence by saying yes
Repulsive how people second guess.
An upward strife, or downward spiral
You will win with that spirit of survival.
Dismissed the comments and kept on going
Fighting so hard your tears aren’t showing.