Suffer

Inside the pain stays hidden,
growing like a tumor that can’t be removed.
To search for it is forbidden,
and the methods of concealment have improved.
No one can feel it,
but some can understand me.
I just want it to quit,
but no one can hear my plea.
Some people wish to understand,
but it’s hard for me to reveal it all.
Few try to lend a hand,
the rest just wish to brawl.
Maybe in the future I’ll find what I’m looking for,
and not have to suffer anymore.





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