The world spins on, but I stand still,

A heart that’s heavy, yet no one will.

I wear my smile like a fragile veil,

Afraid to show that I’m bound to fail.

Inside, it’s darker than the coldest night,

A silent scream that’s too weak to fight.

I reach for help, but no hands are near,

The silence deafens, feeding my fear.

The walls close in, but I cannot run,

The pain of a thousand battles never won.

My thoughts are chains, my breath is thin,

A war within that I cannot win.

I wish they knew how much it hurts,

How deep the ache, how sharp it spurts.

But I say nothing, I stay inside,

Hiding the tears I cannot hide.

Each day I wear a different mask,

Hoping no one will dare to ask.

Because if they knew, they’d see the cracks,

And wonder how I still come back.

But I am more than what I show,

A soul that’s bruised, a heart that knows,

That even when the world feels lost,

I’ll keep going, no matter the cost.

Yet in the quiet, when I’m alone,

I break, I shatter, I come undone.

The weight too much, the pain too real,

A wound so deep, no time can heal.