Glassy eyes, filling as if a tsunami was forming within them.
Beautiful caramel desires engulfed in a transparent disaster.
Pain is an admission of weakness that we must conceal at all costs.
But what happens when the concealing of such pain causes a catastrophe within oneself.
Shrieking inside for help but no one outside can discern the sorrow expressions.
Collapsing slowly and stealthily, fearing the inability to rebuild once broken.
Forcing the edges of your mouth to reach for the sky in order to convince the world of wholeness.
Acting as a bridge for others when your pieces can barely hold together.
Lonely is a forever feeling, coming and going without a care for what it could endanger.