Somewhere dark and somewhere deep
Lie hidden secrets which she keeps:
Feelings she can never share
But keeps them always silent there
Words her tongue will never utter
Not to herself; not to another
Simple, quiet desperation
Loneliness and isolation
Memories of better years
Of peaceful nights devoid of tears...
Her tired hand, she reaches up
But gets no help from those above.
She lies to all and to herself;
She can’t admit when she needs help.
Her burdens too much for her only,
There is no solace for the lonely.
The only peace she found in sleep
Silent, dark, eternal, deep…