She always used to smile,
but deep inside her,
a wound was eating her soul.
She didnt have a choice, but to wait.
She hid her scars,
never revealed it,
for she knew, that,
she has to wait.
The scar started bleeding,
when her friend came home,
her child along with her,
her smile widened,
but the bleeding now more painful.
she played with the child,
lest the bleeding increase,
and the scars widen,
She slept with the child,
but she was all awake.
Soon the time came,
the child left her,
the wounds deepened,
blood gushed out
she could feel the void,
a scar deep in her soul.
The Joker, came in later,
the smile was back on her face,
but deep inside her,
a wound was eating her,
She didnt have a choice, but to wait.
Alas, as always,
the joker only had questions,
No answers for her!!