You’ll never see the tears she cries
before she goes to sleep.
Her minds a-racing through every hell
That it’s created for itself.
The secrets she doesn’t tell,
She doesn’t know how to cope with-
(Besides all by herself).
Symptoms of these hidden times,
Where her body succumbs to her mind
Include the breakage of her sanity,
Earthquakes under blankets
caused by anxiety shakes.
Gasps of air between lungs
filled up by pain and great lakes.
And the overwhelming desire
to be given love and peace.
dh
12.01.22
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