(another oldie, but a goodie. It’s a year old so don’t worry to much)
No one knows what goes on inside.
Conceal, don’t feel. Always hide.
When I’m up late at night, cannot sleep,
I think of things that cut me deep.
No one knows how hard I try
To stop the tears I always cry.
Or how hard I try every night
To not give up; keep on the fight.
No one knows the secrets I bare.
I always feel like no ones there.
Why is life a constant struggle?
Buried beneath all this rubble.
No one knows the help I need.
I’m stuck here; I cannot succeed.
Can’t anyone hear me crying?
Help me! Help me! I am dying.
This was deep. Nicely done. I love it
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glad to hear it!
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Thank you for sharing.. I believe everyone has been in that place before. Sad but true! Nice poem!
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Thanks!
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