The me you’ll never see
The Sadness In Our Hearts~
Is an invisible knife
The sadness in our hearts
is often buried beneath
decades of pretense
loss in our make believe
Dispersed in the reflection
of the life
we built upon the sand
that will eventually
fade with the passage
of time
burying
still again
layers of
bitterness
The bitterness that boils
in our bowl
we call our yesterdays
like the sleeping volcano
laying dormant
patiently
will unexpectedly
erupt
scalding everyone
in its path
And
nothing
can ever prepare
Nothing
will heal the exposing landscape
peeling
when finally
yielding
to the long buried
fiery truth
And the silence
that we held on to
so very dear
And the silence
that we protected
sacrificing instead
the inflicted
And the silence
that we lied about
while the innocent
stifled
held captive
in fear that they
may shout
LET ME OUT~
The sadness in our hearts
taken to the grave
sacrificing the inflicted
covering the evil among us
with our suppressed
bitterness
now layers so very deep
not even our final resting
at six feet
will ever resurrect
the long forgotten remains
of the spirits
of
the sleepless
the blameless
the nameless
And there is always
just one more empty line
for you to sign
and once again
the book
of life
we build upon the sand
will eventually
fade with time
while the truth will remain
pierced in our hearts
like an
invisible knife
