The cancer of silence

Despair within me grows like a tree in water. Be okay on the outside because I am. I'm "okay" to the people. Nothing physical yet. In fact nothing left. I am alone in this cruel world. I talk but no one listens. And when they do I get laughed at. Depression? They say your just sad right now it will go away. But it doesn't lurking around every corner creeping after me in my own body and mind. So I don't speak to anymore. Expect nothing and feel no pain when the pain comes again. Silence within me like a cancer it grows silence to meet silence