Golden Smile
By beccamarie •
and in this endless night
i cry
for once
i cry for me
for the me that i am today
in this moment
for the feelings i feel now
for the wants i want now
for the needs i need now
and then i realize
all crying gets me
is a wet pillow
so i wipe my tears away
and go to sleep
where sugar plums dance
and awake in the morning
to a freshly painted face
with a golden smile