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Poem: Where the Quiet Hurts
Made by : Me and @jazzzzzz
I smile so no one sees the places where it hurts to breathe,
I wear a mask to hide the cracks, the things I can't retrieve
Praying no one notices the storms I silently grieve
The tears that fall unseen, the doubts I can't deceive
And I wonder if there's anything left in me left to believe
I search the fading corners where my softer hopes once lived,
Tracing ghosts of all the strength I never learned to give.
Carrying wounds so deep even time forgets how to sift
The nights are thick with echoes of the battles never won,
Every shadow that I meet feels heavier than the sun.
So I pray the morning finds me before my strength is gone
For in the quiet hours, when the world feels pulled apart,
I hear the weary trembling in the hollows of my heart
Trying to stitch together pieces that never stay in part
Each fragment cuts like memory, a truth I cannot hide,
Falling through my fingers as I gather what’s inside.
The silence grows familiar, like a shadow draped in grief,
A place where even fleeting thoughts refuse to bring relief.
And still I hold the remnants of the person I once knew,
Hoping someday healing finds the courage to break through
And in the dim horizon where my tired dreams reside,
A fragile spark keeps flickering, refusing to subside.

Answer 1

nice poem from her it was rlly good keep doing that I' think u can make it even better