The Pain That's Caged Inside

Just like every other night, I lay awake.
Ever so gently, the silent tears roll down my face,
And I feel, more than ever, out of place.

With each gentle sob, a knife is thrust into my chest,
And it seems as though my mind was never meant to rest,
Until, somehow, the pain has gone away,
And my defeated soul can find somewhere warm to stay.
It is here,
I lay.

I am still trying,
Struggling,
Not to wake you with my pitiful sorrow,
And ever so silently, I am praying,
For a peaceful tomorrow.

For when day breaks,
When the world is wide awake,
It is always easier to hide,
The Pain That's Caged Inside.