She smiled, but inside was falling apart.
She had secrets that nobody knew
Her hurt and pain made her heart miss a beat.

She had tears that never flowed.
She had scars that were invisible to the naked eye.
She had Love for others that was forever strong.

She was she taken for granted and relied upon.
Why? Because she was raised to be kind.
She was always the first to offer help?
But never asked if she was in need.
Why? Because she was raised to be kind,
to forgive and forget, and to put others first.

Why did she sit there and worry?
Worry about people she knew, and strangers?
She would help them through the tough times.
She dealt with their problems
But ignored her own.

What about her problems?
She was mentally and emotionally unable to step
outside her house,
She lived in fear. Fear of stepping outside and
meeting those that destroyed the person she used to be,
thinking to herself, how hard will they punch me today?
What will they call me? Will it be the usual?
Or something new!?
But these problems were only a few.

What about her pain?
What about her tears?
She put them in a bottle
Because it was easy, easy to push it away,
and forget.
Why?
Because she was afraid....
Afraid that if she spoke, and admitted she was in need,
it would become worse, they would do more than punch.
Afraid of bringing up pain from the past.
Afraid of releasing emotions.
Afraid of being stared at and judged...

For her it was Easier to fill that bottle,
Walk away. Ignore it. Forget it.
She would force herself to stand up straight,
hold her head high, and wear her fake smile.
But the bottle was getting heavier, and pulling her down.
She kept ignoring the bottle, it was running out of space.
Everything that was inside had mixed.
It overflowed. It was toxic.
The bottle became weak.
She became weak.
It affected her heart, her mind, her soul.
She no longer had the strength to hold everything together.
She could no longer hide her emotions behind a smile.

The bottle broke. She broke.

Her eyes looked like glass.
Filled up with tears.
Her head was pounding.
Her chest was tight.
But she still tried so hard to wear that smile,
and ignore the fact she was in need.

She tried to concentrate on picking up all of the pieces.
The toxic smell.
She couldn't think straight,
Her Emotions were everywhere.
She was Overwhelmed, broken, and scared.
She was confused, Hurt, and frightened.

Did she have anyone to turn to?
Or was she just too afraid to speak?
Was she afraid of being judged?
Afraid of being seen as weak?
Because she was seen as the happy one.
The one that constantly smiled,
A person of strength, and knowledge.
The one who had a spine made of steel,
And a heart of gold.
The one who had open arms.
The one that never said no.
The one who always showed love.

She no longer had the strength to wear her fake smile.
She started to fade away.
She was hurt.
She was in pain.
Her tears were endless. Her eyes foggy.
She was weak.
She was aching.
She escaped to darkness.

She sat in the darkness of her own little world.
She prayed. Prayed to her guardian angel, asking for help.
She began to walk out of darkness.
She began to see light.
She began to feel warmth deep inside.
Tears rolling down her face, but not tears of saddness.
Years blocking her vision.
She hears a voice, a voice from the light.
"Are you ok?? "
Unmistakable voice of her mother.
She froze in silence, and realised her family
were there for her all along.
She was just afraid, afraid of judgement.
She cleared her throat, looked them straight in the eyes.
Tears began to flow
Her soft frail voice answered
"I'm not ok"

Her mother held her tight.

A smile appeared on her face, her tears were tears of relief, knowing everything was going to get better.

The darkness was a place of mourning.
The light, sent from her guardian angel,
was a guide that led to help.
What was causing all of the hurt? The pain?
Her mother knew it was more than the
recent passing of a family member.

She spoke up.
She let it all out, and asked for help.

Her parents in disbelief.
She was not the girl they thought she was.

"you'll be ok, we'll help you through it.
We'll wipe your tears, we'll help you cope.
Our arms are open, there is hope.
Don't be afraid, no one will judge.
We'll hold your hand, and pick up the pieces.
Step by step, we'll get you there.
We love you."

She was no longer in darkness.
Her tears began to evaporate.
She felt hope.
She seen light. Light from the future, not the end.

Step by step, the light was closer.
There was no need to be afraid.
She wasn't judged.
She wasn't seen as weak.
Shes now stronger than ever before.

Now she smiles, but inside smiles brighter.
Secrets? She has no secrets?
Her Hurt and pain have disappeared.
Her tears, are of joy from the present,
not sorrow from the past.
Her scars, still invisible but now are healed.
Her heart no longer skipping a beat.

What if she didn't reach out and ask for help?
What's she was never asked that question?
What if it was too late?
To late torture back time and ask.
Realising the person you dearly loved is gone forever.
Gone without saying goodbye.
No answers
What happened?
You'll think....
And you'll wonder.
Wonder about the happiest girl you knew.

Sitting in disbelief, staring at the ground.
Reflection catching your eyes.
Broken glass scattered everywhere.
You put it back together as best you can.
It's a bottle, with a strong toxic smell.
Your heart sinks, seeing a name carved on the side.
Your friend.
The quiet one, The happiest I knew.
Arms always open, spine of steel, heart of gold.
The girl who had the perfect life.
Then you realise, there's no such thing as perfect.
The bottle in your hand.
You think deeply.
Them pieces were her smile, now broken.
The toxic liquid, her bottled up emotions.
The unbroken bottle, her mind and her strength.

Yes she smiled, but inside was falling apart.
She loved but thought no one loved her.
She was hurt, she was in pain.
Her heart was broken, Her soul was injured.
She fell. She crumbled. She did not speak.
She ignored.
No one reached out and asked that question.

Her golden heart made One.......last...........beat.

One simple question could be life changing......"Are You Ok?"