yet her heart seems to glow
her soul stays dry.
Despite the tears she continues to cry.
smile as fake as the truth she tells,
she's trapped inside her own living hell.
can't help but hide what she feels,
because--
the risk of getting prescribed pills
makes her fear being judged by cruel peers.
She stays away from beer,
because--
one good thing to lean on
could create a spiralling addiction
one more thing placed onto her boiling plate,
and--
she'd rather starve than eat away all the pain,
the sorrow and grief,
no love,
nothing but fear.
Pull up your blankets and cover your ears,
the screaming of her silence is painful to hear.
Nothing left but,
one single tear.
as it trickles down her cheek
will you be the one to help her to her feet?
heartbroken,
filled with sorrow.
she's dreading tomorrow.
yet--
you'll never know.
because--
she covered it up.
stayed silent until the very final day.
happy to escape to a better place
where her mind has traveled
day after day.
"don't bother to save me"
"I'm too far gone."
"promise me you'll help the next sad one"