Silent


Her tears were silent
leaving no tracks of pain
to reveal the eternal hurt
she accepted as a part of love

When the world saw her
it was a smile
beautiful
yet her heart
dwelled in a pain
that left her darker
than the many midnights
that came and went
she was healed
but somehow she hadn’t recovered
it’s hard to do when you love someone
more than you love who you are
they aren’t supposed to leave
they aren’t supposed to let you go

Hidden from the world
in the painful comforts of home
she collects their memories
and lay them out to reminisce
there were better days . . . many
or so she thought
the books causes her to hurt more
she closes them
the pictures
vanish from sight
but remain within her
she cries again
alone

Nice write.....

the scars, healed reminders,,,, very knowing of this, well done, as always mig

Very nice

An amazing write...

God knows I know this feeling. very nice.

Very intuitive write Mig...nice