In My Heart I Cry.
Visibly you cannot see bruises.
They can be felt on the inside.
I cannot say look can you see.
They are trapped inside of me.
I sense my heart doesn\'t work.
Sometimes think I\'m going to die.
I listen no it\'s still beating okay.
Though this is where I always cry.
To the world I am a normal man.
Like the others doing what I can.
The mask I wear fits me so well.
I’m hurt but you could never tell.
So truly pointless that would be.
It is difficult to say can\'t you see.
Pain flows through my aged veins.
For sure, it’s me that failed again.
Trailing pieces of a broken heart.
Consumed and then torn apart.
There are no tears in my eyes.
It’s in my broken heart that I cry.
Tobani / Dec / 2024