It comes in different shades and forms, there is never such a thing as one fits all. Some hide while showing a display, trying to mask what has already been seen. There are some who announce it to all; a badge of honor or disgrace. They aren't sure themselves, except that they feel. Then there are the silent ones, who hides it well. They don't show the change in them, the acceptance of darkness. They bare witness to it all, waiting until all is silent before letting the walls fall. By day they stand tall, but at night, how the mighty do fall.
One thing is certain, pain effect us all. The world doesn't care if you surrender. In fact, I bet it's waiting for you to do so.
But rest assure, there is space left... in my play room.
