Words can never
describe the pain within
only the eyes hold the secrets
each action
each trait
dominated by the lessons
learnt from pain…

below the surface
insecurity bursts like the waves
with every moment comes
the desire to scream
to give way
to emotions locked with time
resentment waiting to explode
and yet the lips remain sealed
its contents that are waiting
to pour out
can destroy the characters
in the play of life
this is the story thus
knowing no end
the hurt faded away
the wounds concealed
the pain buried within
secured by a lock
no knowledge of the key
let it not be found
its safer that way…