Pain of Silence

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Days come and go, no stopping there 

My friends all look away

This life it seems, is so unfair 

There is nothing that I say

 

The pain I shove beneath my soul 

And mask with jokes and fun 

Soon creates an empty hole 

From which I cannot run 

 

The silence which I nestled close

I thought would keep me whole

Betrayed me still, misdiagnosed 

I began to lose control 

 

What shall I do, this is too great

The pain of silence grows

Someone to listen, hear, and wait

As the ache begins to flow 

 

The burden gone

My soul can breathe

Night is dawn 

I am relieved 

 

 

 

 

 

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