the pain, so much yet I say nothing.
they ask if I'm ok I say I'm fine,
when really I want to say. fine define fine.
feeling like you have to act like all is right?
isecurities that eat you alive. never saying that you're hurting because you must survive, enduring until the end, not wanting others to see, the tears you've cried. The smile that hides the secrets and lies.
Nights that you've lied awake.
Owning your stupid mistakes
Independent
Always surviving,
Maybe I'm done fighting
Nights that friends say to call, but
Only on their time, or not at all
To this day, I cry at night wishing I could
Finally be alright,
Inner demons like to fight,
Not care to leave you alive.
Existing, is fine but I want to feel alive. next time you ask if I'm fine, try reading in between the lines.
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