Bitter Tea

I am
swallowing bitter tea with a smile.
it sat there, its presence shadowing my every thought
it seeped. it spread, the scent calling to me
and the leaves settled heavily, with me
bracing myself, sinking
I am
swallowing bitter tea with a broken smile

sometimes
swallowing bitter tea, I cannot.
the cup dropping from my hands, the facade shattered
bitterness overwhelming every sense, one thought struck hard
a mess. pooling, on the floor, on my cheeks
drops of water, falling
sometimes
swallowing bitter tea, I cannot pretend to smile

***

Some days are rougher than others. Sometimes you see the blow coming, much like a train, but all you can do is brace yourself. But there are always the good people (friends or not) willing to give you a hug. Thank you.

~Tally

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