Hidden Torment

The world rushes past

I sit alone;

Lost, scared;

Fading fast

 

Friends joke and chit chat

I nod quietly;

Mute, numb;

Feeling flat

 

The kids laugh and play

I force a smile;

Hiding

The pain away

 

Longing to feel joy

Desperate, hoping;

Torment

Wont destroy

 

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