The Path of Pain
(poems go here) You may see a happy boy before your eyes
But beneath the surface he is anything but
Every day you see a smile on my face
But it is not my own
What you see is a reflection
A reflection of the joy seen in you
Sorrow, anger, indifference all hiding behind the mask of a clown
Unable to feel
Unable to care
Unable to speak of my pain
All the pain you just become numb
But you don’t need to know
Hiding your heart
Protecting yourself from being hurt
Knowing what has already been dealt
A heavy burden
Words piercing like a blade
It is the unseen blade that is sharpest and cuts deepest
The emotions flow away like a spring stream
But the pain forever remains trapped like a bird in a cage
Not knowing how to let it out
Not knowing how to free yourself
You are a prisoner within your own heart
Though it burns deep you will never see it
For not only are you seeing a reflection of your own joy but you are seeing what I wish I had
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