The Broken Girl
The broken girl
Has the perfect smile
She warms your heart
So you stay awhile
The laughs and the grins
Hide the searing pain
The jokes and the jests
Mask the falling rain
The broken girl
Seems brave and strong
But self-hate and shame
Haunt her shattered song
Sorrow swims beneath
The gloomy night sky
The waves of darkness
You can see, but deny
The broken girl
Has nothing left inside
But superficial joy
That shines on the outside
When suffering wins
The affliction overcomes
Her life she finally ends
And death she becomes
The broken girl
Conveys a dejected tale
She may chuckle and beam
But her soul is in hell
Though she smiled and grinned
Inside she’s broken
Though she laughed out loud
Her pain wasn’t spoken.
~ Donnée Harris
Donnée Harris is a reporter turned novelist. She owns First Draft Publishing, a self-publishing consultation company. She writes Erotic Romance and has published six books. She writes while she takes care of her three daughters. She has a BA in Journalism and is currently Vice President of Writers of Kern.