A Good Lie

To the world she appears to have it all together. She seems independent and strong. She walks with an air of confidence that makes her almost unapproachable. Yet, if you get close enough you'll find that she reeks of bourbon and tastes like pain. The tiny pieces of her shattered heart held in her hands. Unaware of just how fragile she is, but unable to fix it. Frozen and paralyzed in her heartache. So she takes another drink to numb the pain and move forward one more day living the lie that she's okay.