Friday Night

October 21, 2011
By Anonymous

Friday night and I'm not alright

Tears burn hot behind my unfocused eyes

But I force myself to keep them inside until I'm alone

God forbid anyone sees them roll

Hot down my cheeks, leaving a trail of sorrow and

loneliness

despair

worthlessness

Tears hold so many secrets

But no one listens.


The author's comments:
It's Friday and I call to talk, but no one's home. I want people to see how some hide all their hurt inside until they just can't bear it any longer.

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