Ashdash696 :
The Weight I Never Show
I smile so no one sees the storm,
I laugh to keep the silence warm.
Yet every night, when lights grow dim,
The world feels cold, the hope grows slim.
My heart remembers every scar,
The ones no eyes can see from far.
Each step I take feels made of stone,
Even in crowds, I walk alone.
But somewhere past the darkest skies,
A quiet dawn begins to rise.
Though pain may whisper, "You won't heal,"
Hope answers softly, "You can still."
So if today is hard to bear,
Keep taking one more breath with care.
The night is long, that's often true—
But morning still can find its way to you.
2026-07-05 09:47:53