Mechanical Face

“Just be happy!”

You don’t think I have tried?

It is easy to put on a smile,

Pretend to accommodate your wishes,

But God forbid I have issues

That requires time and attention,

Issues that leave me crippled and weak.

But I put on a smile to appease you,

Since your privilege matters more

And broken machines are worthless

In the eyes of the judgmental.

Broken

Darkness follows my every step,

Cloak of ice enveloping me,

The cold reaching deep into my bones,

The only warmth I ever feel.

Not even the needle makes me feel

Warmth or joy, no drink alleviates

The consuming pain of emptiness.

I crave the sweet embrace of Death,

But life is never that easy.