The Tired Heart

The sun comes up, the day is new,

But everything still feels so gray.

It is so hard to just get through,

And find the strength to start the day.

A fake smile hides the hurt inside,

A laugh to stop the questions asked.

There is no place for one to hide,

Behind the heavy, happy mask.

The screams are quiet in the head,

While staying silent to the world.

The happy words have all been said,

As all the pain stays tightly curled.

To feel so broken and so small,

And carry it without a friend.

To wait behind a frozen wall,

And wonder when the fight will end.

Day 76 / 365

Waking up with a heavy heart is so hard.

It feels like pretending to be okay is the only way to get through the day.

The laughs aren't real,

They are just there so no one asks what is wrong.

The smiles are just to hide the pain.

Deep down, the truth is just being tired.

Tired of faking it, tired of acting,

And tired of feeling like no one truly sees the struggle.

It is a lonely feeling to be screaming on the inside,

While staying silent on the outside.

It’s hard to explain when everything feels broken.

Carrying this all alone is the heaviest part of all.

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