My stomach twists and turns,

the tears flow

and my tired eyes burn.

i bite my lip and choke back the sob,

i'm hiding this pain,

but something's wrong...

it's just another lonely night,

like many others before.

in reality my loved ones are a few steps beyond my bedroom door.

i can't seem to tell them,

about the tears and nights that are to long

and they won't ever see on there own, that something's wrong.

I don't know what to call it

it's anxiety, it's sadness, it's stress.

it's killing me at best.

i live everyday in pain,

and smile till the people are gone.

i want to believe i'm fine but something's always wrong.