I could choose to tell you what I still remember but my wounds aren't healed, and my heart is tender Just because it's unspoken doesn't mean it's gone I relive each day as if it were the only one There's no tears you'd notice, my eyes are dry It doesn't mean I'm better, It's just that I try I don't want your looks of pity but don't ignore me, don't leave me alone with my thoughts too frequently If you can stand by my side and hold my hand take my late night calls, you'd understand, I haven't changed at all ,I'm still me but for now ,I'd rather not speak Knowing that you're here and will always be means you understood me perfectly I choose not to share, it's all still too real So, if it's okay, I still need time to heal It might not be tomorrow, surely not today I only know how to do this, my way
This is for all the trauma sufferer's out there.