Hiding my pain.
Hiding my tears.
Hiding the rain,
Where I save all my fears.
You may see me smile.
You won’t see me cry.
You may see me for a while,
But that’s only because I continue to try.
I hide the scars.
I hide the cries.
My heart is behind bars.
You can see it in my eyes.
Words cannot speak,
As loud as my thoughts beat.
I am weak,
I just wish I could go back and press delete.
Cutting my gentle skin.
Crying myself to sleep.
Questioning everything about myself within.
And feeling all alone, continuing to weep.
I tend to keep quiet about all this.
I tend to remain in silence.
For in my life, there is no bliss.
There is only an absence.
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