Behind the smile is a complete different world. One that struggles to see the light and to feel positive. A world that others don’t know and they don’t want to know. One that is lonely and dark and leaves an emptiness inside of me.
The world behind the smile has no sun. It’s dark and grey all of the time. You cannot see others in the haze. You cannot even see yourself. You can only see the haze and nothing else. A dark, cold, permeating haze that leaves an emptiness inside of me.
The world behind the smile smells rotten. It smells of death and decay. You cannot smell flowers. You cannot smell home cooked meals or baked cookies. You can only smell death and decay and there is nothing that can take that smell away. A rotting smell that leaves an emptiness inside of me.
The world behind the smile doesn’t love me. It’s touch is cold and hard like frozen metal in the winter. If I reach out the sting is like frost bite and it starts to spread over my body. It stings at first and then goes deeper until I am screaming in pain. It won’t stop. I cannot use any amount of blankets to get warm. It’s a icy touch that leaves an emptiness inside of me.
The world behind the smile has no people in it. It only has corpses. The corpses do not smile or wave at me. They chase me and try to eat me alive until I am a zombie, like them. With their razor sharp teeth, rotten flesh, bones protruding from the little flesh they have, they reach for me and I barely escape. The thought of being so close to death leaves an emptiness inside of me.