This is a poem I wrote a couple of years ago. The only one I have ever written.

I used to have a spot;
In there, I cried a lot
No one could ever see
In there, I was free

But no one ever knew,
What I was going through

Although my life was rough;
I pretended like I was tough
Nobody knew the feeling
So difficult was the healing

'Cause no one ever knew,
What I was going through

I had some loved ones
A few of them, not tons
But they were long gone
I felt so alone

Yet no one ever knew,
What I was going through

This feeling that I had;
Was mostly 'cause of my dad
I never wanted him to die
Didn't even get to say goodbye.
I saw him while he died;
Screaming my lungs out, I cried
For him, I was told to pray
But where had he gone?
I just wanted him to stay
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I cried a lot that night;
With fate, I had a fight
How could this all happen?;
He was no longer in my sight
How could I bear all the pain?;
I just wanted to hug him again
Now, when I think of him and cry;
Every one sees, no one asks why
They act like they've got no clue;
I play along like it's not true:

How no one ever knew,
What I was going through

I miss every bit of you.