I screamed—not out loud,
But silently, deep inside.
Silent cries,
Heavier than the darkest lies.
I held the pain
So long it cracked my heart,
Dimmed my spark,
Left me cold—numb.
Smile?
What’s that?
I laugh at things
They call “mad.”
Hidden within—
The sorrow in my eyes.
Hidden within—
That dark, crooked smile.
Is all that's left—
Inside.