Talk about a bobbly face. Peaceful. Cheerful

Like a humming baby

In light,

We are colorful butterflies

We are free. We fly

Our faces radiates. Wonderfully facaded

We grin from ear to ear

Like a bird released from its cage

We fly, bounce, and roll

Yet, life happens in the dark

The inescapable reality

We cower in the corner

A tiny place we could ever catch a breath

Legs crossed, heads bent, bodies shivering, hairs all over the floor, eyes bloodshot

We cry till there’s tear no more

Completely broken and shattered

From all the rays of life

We cry for our souls

We shout for our hearts

We crawl for our bones

Melting in the darkness of our bloods

We wished it was different

We wished it was a dream

We wished we were in a deep slumber

That it all fades as we awaken

But reality sucks

It hits us like a rising tornado

Break our bones and stones to dust

Yet we forever hold on to that tiny hope

That it’ll eventually get better

Our souls remain tired

Our hearts getting brighter

So we step into dawn

Facaded faces, facaded smiles, facaded fear, facaded strength

For those we love, we are cheerful

May the souls find peace—an underestimated grace