Sometimes the words Just don't come to mind Yet the feelings are there To ever remind Of the pain that exists That's meant to be stored Deep within the core Intended ignored Yet it slips through the cracks Internal bleeding Revealing that smiles Are mostly deceiving Yet sometimes believing Everything's fine Is all that is left To strengthen the spine Aging takes time Like a cheese or a wine As does letting go Of what kills us from within The day may never come When we can feel we could win But a hope lays down deep Right next to that pain Reminding that Things clear up Like the rain..