That Frown

She is filled with resentment and hatred
She feels bitter towards the world

Every ounce of hope is deliberately gone
Every chance of happiness seems far away
Every drop of tear is now dried up

Everything that she cared about, she lost it
Every single one of it

She cried
She wailed
She called out

But who is there to hear her now?


This does not depict the way I am feeling right now. It was something that I thought about because I can't fall asleep although it's 5.42 in the morning.

Note: I was going to put a picture of a sad clown but I got freaked out by it. Clowns are effing scary.