The pain portrayed on her face is as unimaginable as the vastness of the universe. Meet the commoner, Elizabeth. The Commoner is one of the three paintings in my "Three Stages of Depression: Judas" that also includes The Priest and The Nun
"Behind every smile"
We smile for a cause. Some smile for
a living. Some smile because they need to.
I, I smile simply because I am hoping that with this simple smile of mine I can somehow ease the pain that she is into right now. But every time I smile, every time I stretch my cheeks, show off my teeth & hide my eyes for her, I die. Her smiles breaks my heart, her every laugh makes my insides bleed .
But she can't see it, I don't want her to see it.
Maybe Happiness isn't really a real thing, maybe happiness was made just to accompany the lone word "sadness". Maybe I am right, maybe I am wrong. I honestly don't want to be happy. Because once happiness strikes on you, you will have something to lose. Sadness cloaked my entire being, and that'll never change, it will never change. They say Love can explain the real meaning of the word "happiness". But love for me is a deception that hinders your capability to see reality, it is a sudden stop of sadness, a temporary and a fickle thing.