A/N: And suddenly, I need to write Arc-V out of my system. I really need to finish those two chapters you know muse… Episode 46 again – berserk mode or whatever its official name will become.
Written for the Diversity Writing Challenge, A10 – over 150 word poem. This one's 261.
I want to keep on smiling
I want to keep on smiling.
There's something in my chest, something dark.
My lips twitch.
My eyes fall.
Smile! I still need to smile.
There is black now.
I know my hand is there but I can't see.
I know my cards are there but I can't see.
I know my lips are there but I can't see
though I can feel their edges, coiled up –
I'm still smiling
But this something in my chest is bubbling,
drowning me.
There's something being said but I can't here –
No, I can. I can here screams. I can see
people running, people falling, people dying.
My face falls. I know it does.
There's a voice that's fading telling me
to keep on smiling but I can't.
Not while watching this.
Things are going dark again.
I can still see them fall and disappear.
I can still hear them scream
And I scream. I don't want to hear this anymore
but it won't stop. It won't end. It won't go away.
I see wicked smiles above them
and I'm angry.
Why?
Why?
Keep on smiling.
Keep on smiling.
But I can't! I can't!
It's all dark again but I can still remember
and all this rage. It's here. It's gripping me.
I can't smile like this!
I can only scream and cry
and scream again.
Am I even crying?
Can I cry?
Smile! Smile!
I want to. This darkness is choking.
I can't breathe. I can't stand it.
I can't –
I try to turn my lips up again.
They don't move at all.
