Somewhere, in me.
I am hurting.
Tiny splinters of pain, flicks of tears here and there.
Little untitled somethings smarting my everywhere.
My lips.
I can't speak.
Beneath my eyelids.
I don't want to see the world just yet.
The wizened and creased edges of my heart.
Odd thing is, I cannot even
whisper
it
in your ear.
Even if,
you are the only one who will ever know.
Simply because I know
you
are
hurting
too.
Jan 10, 2014
Jan 10, 2014 at 2:40 AM UTC
Somewhere, in me.
I am hurting.
Tiny splinters of pain, flicks of tears here and there.
Little untitled somethings smarting my everywhere.
My lips.
I can't speak.
Beneath my eyelids.
I don't want to see the world just yet.
The wizened and creased edges of my heart.
Odd thing is, I cannot even
whisper
it
in your ear.
Even if,
you are the only one who will ever know.
Simply because I know
you
are
hurting
too.
x
