Bottled up
Nobody knows the pain in my heart.
The pain that I have masked in the depth of my heart.
Nobody know the things I've staged away, never to be told.
Those things that I'm too afraid to share.
Nobody knows the pain of hiding in your room for 6 years, afraid of your family below.
Nobody knows the pain of acting like everything is okay, when really you are sobbing inside.
Nobody knows the feelings of pain and sorrow that I've suffered.
Nobody knows except me since I've bottled them up to the depths of my heart.
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A drop in the ocean
Poetry"We ourselves feel that what we are doing is just a drop in the ocean. But the ocean would be less because of that missing drop." Mother Teresa A collection of poetry that I have written (and published separately) that is the hard truth. If you rea...
