Underneath my immortal smile
frowns a wicked beast
The urge to cry my eyes
sets my heart to feast
No matter the doubt I
feel deprives of within
Never strives the priority
to convey its ugly kin
I live in horror of the day
my heart will truelly hurt
Since loss is a virgin concept
i've managed to divert
Fear guides my crippled soul
out of libert's shallow murk
And into the shadow
where worse than that lurk
Briana Johnson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/disstained-emotion/
