The muscle inside him held the tears tight,
he died everyday while travelling through his life.
A hope to live enlightened his soul.
His father's smile was all he worked for.
But his dreams didn't match with his parents, their paths crossed.
He cried inside everyday as he killed his dream.
The life he wanted can't be achieved.
But his parent's smile made him believe,
that one broken heart is less painful than two broken dreams.
There are nights he blamed himself for turning to alcohol.
I should tell you that he haven't been
as ciggarettes was his only needs. ❤