Without A Sound
WithOut A Sound
Everyone has their own definition of hell.
Luckily mine is not as bad as others,
But it is as painful and upsetting
I am now a very happy, loving, and caring person.
But I cannot forget strong.
That is my dictionary definition.
People tend to come and go in my life.
I don’t show that I care.
I just stay strong,
At night I cry in my pillow to get rid of frustrations,
But no one seems to notice.
But I don’t care to show it.
People see me as this happy, loving, and caring person,
But they don’t see my weakness.
Again, I stay strong.
Besides being my own rock,
I am everyone else's.
I cannot crumble and break down,
Because everyone else will too.
So, I stay strong for not only myself,
But everyone else too.
Everyone has their own definition of hell.
Everyone’s is different than others.
I just live with my hell by staying strong,
And doing it without a sound.