Daybreak

I don’t like talking

About the things that hurt me.

I am much too weak.

I’m always quiet.

Too afraid to even breathe,

Sweat drips down my cheeks

This is me. At least,

This is me outside, to you.

Secrets that I keep

I dream of laughter

Smiling, fun. All around me, love.

Just out of my reach

But inside, I am

Erupting. An explosion of

Thoughts swarm my head leaving my eyes with stings of pain from words not said A wish defeat crippling dread Nowhere to go who can save me I am alone but then I see

Poetry