Illusions of hopeful lies [new]

The unmistakable song of crickets
drowns out her petty weeps
her weakness for feeling sorry for herself
draws the fake smile that plasters it to her face.
beneath the black covers
lies crimson truth, scars of the past.
it was a membership she never intended on having renewed
yet she never intended on losing what she had fought so hard to gain in the first place.
watching yourself disappear
isn't as hard as it may sound,
although once realized, it is a terrible ideology to get past.
focusing on regaining what is lost
is proving to be an un graspable, unattainable task
yet she is disillusioned
therefore remains hopeful
that her current state
is just one that shall soon pass.