The forest watches, still. I hold the shadows close, But no one will hear.
Mother\'s eyes were closed Long before my own despair; A silent, hollow sea.
Father, stern and blind, Sees only what he believes, My truth, a twisted lie.
Sisters, bright and free, Dance in sunlight, unaware. I am in the dark.
My husband holds me near, But cannot touch the cold fear That lives within bones.
A constant heavy rain, Each drop another dark blow; My spirit, breaking.
No one understands The weight of these hidden things. I sink, deeper still.
I want to scream aloud, Tear down these walls around me, But silence remains.
The trees keep their secrets, And I, a shadow among them. Alone in the night.
This pain a heavy stone, Dragging me down to the depths, Where no one can reach.