Because my mouth 

Is wide with laughter

And my throat

Is deep with song,

You do not think 

I suffer after 

I have held my pain 

So long. 

 

Because my mouth 

Is wide with laughter, 

You do not hear

My inner cry, 

Because my feet 

Are gay with dancing, 

You do not know 

I die. 

25 lines or less
Pre-1930
Arts
Death
Grief & Loss
Reflections on Life