She drank to drown her pain

But the sorrow learned to swim

She longed for a life of love and laughter

But couldn’t shake the dread within

She played the part and walked the talk

As part of her disguise

She smiled and waved and hugged and played

While plotting her own demise

She pops her pills to ease her feels

And last at least another day

She meditates and overmedicates

Because she’s lost her way

I say she’s lost but is it true ?

If she was meant to wander

Could it be, perhaps that she

And the true her have torn asunder ?

If I lived my truth would it be proof

That this life is worthwhile ?

The thought moves on, the clouds move in

Inhale the smoke and smile