Frustration, anger, anxiety, and depression
the list goes on.
These emotions overpower
me.  They make me want to scream
from the highest point on the earth,
but instead, I sit silently watching
the world go around, day by day.
And there I am 
alone, scared, and silent.
When they ask how I am, I say “fine”.
But all I really want is for someone to look deep 
into my eyes and see the darkness my soul carries.
Silence is my way of saying “HELP ME”.
I’m holding back the words of hatred and hurt
that lie at the tip of my tongue ready to pour out.
I’m ready to burst.
But instead I stay silent
because the sound of my silence
is almost more deafening then the
sound of my words.