Quiet Sound

September 6, 2009
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Sitting and waiting
hours passing by.
Just another lonely night
where I refuse to cry.

My head down,
breathing real slow.
Holding in pain
not letting it show.

Twisted and hurt,
betrayed and alone
to deal with the pain
all on my own.

Silent screams,
dry tears.
Pain filled days
weeks years.

Strong outer shell,
all that they see
as they lay their burdens
on little old me.

All the hate and pain
in silence i take.
It fills my head in dreams
and thoughts when i wake.

Nobody to talk to,
no one around
to hear silent whispers
pain filled quiet sound.

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