Literature
Poem.
All these feelings
Feelings of despair,
Lost hope,
Locked up
Can't hold them in;
There coming out.
Tears run down my face,
ringing mascara with it;
Now the whole world
Sees my shame,
My true self,
The horror of my mind.
No reasoning,
Just there.
Just ruining
Everything.
For me,
For my family
I can't face them.
Not now.
Too early.
She doesn't understand.
She never will.
Now I cry harder.
Louder.
Never ending.
And then it stops.
What force is this?
That temporarily blocks this pain?
It's comforting, loving.
Will I stay like this forever?
Or will the tears and pain come back?