Hidden Pain
She looks but doesn’t see
the hurt she dishes out with words
careless words spoken without thought
she doesn’t care
He agrees to everything
the anger stays hidden deep inside
words are not spoken for hours, days, weeks, years
Yet, he doesn’t miss the hurt the child receives
The small heart is broken, shattered, torn
words spoken so carelessly taken so far deep inside
tears fall silently, never seen by the woman who caused them
never-failing to try to make her change her mind
A woman hurting, even after a lifetime
wondering again as the hurt resurfaces countless times
tears falling inside to wet the damaged soul
asking the same old question that never got answered
Why did she dislike me so?
