Grin
by Lily Santoya

A solemn promise of love
An acception in trust
A petty lie which is meant to be told
A loved one killed...
Unknowingly
Never told
Intense sorrow fills his mind
Of unknown presite
Does it matter now?
Is it of concern
to anyone?
Who is to blame?
Are they filled with shame?
Misplaced, misunderstood, unvibrant
shot down discontinued revelation...
...provoked down, down, down.