Here you stand looking
Strong and put together ,
No emotions slipping through,
How you keep it all together,
Never a tear from your eye,
Or a glimpse of sorrow
To be seen.
I fear you have raised the bar
too high for me
My love,
For unlike you,
I am a bowl of emotions
With jagged cracks
Covering the sides,
Visible for all to see.
A mixture of tears and emotions
Slipping through at any given time.
No matter how hard I try
To keep them at bay,
They always find a way of seeping out.
The expectation of being like you
Is a knife in my core,
For i know that it is killing me,
Slowly and painfully.
I am unable to be like you;
To cover my feelings and thoughts
As if they never exist.
I fear that you will view me as weak
And pitiful,
A hurt animal needing help.
If I show that something isn't right.
I fear to burden you with my pain.
How do you hide it all so well?
Are you even human?
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Hidden Thoughts
PoetryJust a bunch of little poems that I've written. Hope you like them, and are able to be comforted by some of them, or atleast be able to relate. And just something that I want to let you know is that I tend to write when I am in low spirits, it was j...
