Silent Pain- II

Yesterday’s aftermath has burnt me to the core,

My heart is scorched with pain,

And not even the endless tears from the previous evening can extinguish these throbbing flames

I feel like everyone’s either frustrated or worried about me

They’ve gotten used to me hiding away in the toilet stalls,

They’ve gotten used to me claiming that I’m fine,

Despite my wet cheeks and bloodshot eyes

They say that everything fits together perfectly like puzzle pieces,

Then why can’t I ever fit in?

In all honesty,

Speaking feels like poison,

And I’d rather keep quiet,

To ease the pain

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