Words unspoken

It's 1 am and i can't sleep

i wake up the next day..

my mom angry at me

says I never went to bed.

But how can I?

When I have my past running through my head.

I'm afraid

scared to speak

recently I've been feeling weak.

I guess you get use to it.

After nine years it unwilling grew.

Painfully becoming a part of me.

It's 2 am and I'm confused.

Why me, why him, why be so cruel?

I was only 8.

I should have stayed away when i had the chance.

But the past is the past.

And life goes on.

My pain secretly masquerades itself.

See my smile?

It's a crack in my heart that's only getting wider.

As the times goes on..

I become a bomb of emotions

ready to explode.