I cried for days.
Your words cut deep, and blissfully unaware-
you lived your life,
as though all were well.
I wept at night...
while you stayed busy,
and, you never knew.
The pain was sharp and constant,
hard to hide-
though I hid it well,
I spoke when spoken to,
smiled on cue. Even listened
to the radio.
And, you never knew.
But I couldn't forget,
and the hurt remained.
The words were etched on my soul.
You had your own troubles-
and lived your life.
Though years have since passed,
still, you never knew.
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Author:
Charmaine (Pseudonym) (
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- Published: February 21st, 2022 01:01
- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is in my self- published book, entitled " Hope at the Bottom "
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 13
Comments1
Beautiful! I loved it.. I hope your heart is mended now
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