Scared out of my wits with so many
fears that I cant just admit.
Having to hold on for so long,
to something that is so wrong
to begin with, not telling a soul
about my life grief.
What I go through each and everyday is so painful and it kills
me to think that anyone could ever know.
Living without a voice, not able to speak to describe my feelings but able to show and act upon to everyday expressions.
Without a voice, not meaning that I am a mute but going through each day without having any thing to say because no chance was givien. Not given the opportunity to speak so what else can I do but leave and go straight to the dark corners of my room.
