Empty Smile

Empty smiles rattle on the vacant bottles
That lined her walls
The E marked pills
That she tried to choke
In her vulnerable state
As the Medication ran to the psychiatrists chair
Picking out questions
From her unwound chest
Of tears that stained her face
Of desolate smiles
Echoed with the papering up cracks
That splinter all the shells

Because my My friend
You have got to smile
So show your teeth
And mine will break another day

Her bent on head
Dangled down the drains
As she was puking all the frustrations again
Haunting ramifications left
Unburdoning sense of disapointment
As the doctors perscriptions
Rattle around redundantly
She handed out the nails
In screams for help
Her withered voice
Just gushed out empty smiles

Because my My friend
You have got to smile
So show your teeth
And mine will break another day

In the shadow
She lay her broken smile
And wrapped it up in a stone cold box
The lid that marked her out
Swept her voice under the carpet
With a million trodden voices
That brake out for the spooked words
Calling the heart that she beat
Under false pretentions

Because my My friend
You have got to smile
So show your teeth
And mine will break another day

Hiding it all
In her thickend smiles
Around the softend faces
Her fading pale lit eyes
Ring out with the nervouse stride
In comforting walls of pain
The strains that she would
Bring the knives to the table
And burn her skin
Till the roses trickle red

Because my My friend
You have got to smile
So show your teeth
And mine will break another day