I want to scream yet I hold it in.
Do you want to help?
Even so I wouldn’t let you in.
I’m hurting more than I’ll ever show.
Selfishly, this is a pain you surely know.
Am I trying to be strong?
A question I’m unable to answer.
I’m not sure why I hold on to this,
Bury it deep inside,
I don’t believe you’re less a man if you cry.
Yet here I am.
Head spinning.
Heart racing.
But my eyelids remain dry.