The Hidden Pain
By: Phylicia Ebanks
She would smile and would greet us with opened arms.
She would sit down patiently and listened to our innermost thoughts .
She would give us the best advice we truly needed.
But little did anyone know her name was Mara.
She carried a heavy baggage .
She cried many nights .
And sobbed many days.
Her fears were many and her emotional pain left her feeling empty and drained .
The Hidden Pain you could not see .
The Hidden pain she had to endure .
Oh, how saturated her pillow was each night as she departed to sleep.
The emptiness inside was the genuine reality but she was covered with pretense on the outside.
The Hidden Pain was her pain
The Hidden Pain !!