Silent Tears

Each day as evening starts to set
The ache builds up inside my chest
I know that I must go to bed
And try to get some rest

I hug my tearstained pillow close
When no one is around
And cry for the one I loved and lost
And scream without a sound

Others see me in the day
And think I’m doing well
But every day as evening sets
I enter my own hell

Time hasn’t healed my pain at all
Or quieted my fears
So every night alone in bed
I shed those silent tears


Alone 1
That is so sad and true. I really felt your pain as well as my own. Big hugs.

So true to what many of us recognise.
Have only just seen this. Thanks
Karen xxx