Silent tears
Each day as evening starts to set
The aches builds in her chest
She knows that she must go to bed
And try to get some rest
She hugs her tearstained pillow case
When no one is around
And cries for one she loved and lost
And screams without a sound
Others see her in the day
And think she's doing well
But every day as evening sets
She enters her own hell
Time hasn't healed all her pain at all
Or quieted all of her fears
So every night,alone in her bed
She sheds her silent tears
Not mine
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Depression quotes
RandomThese are just some poems I wrote or found. I will let you know if I one of them. If you ever need to talk PM me. I might not be much help, but I will still try to help.
