Anger. Pain.

Anger. Pain.
It's getting harder to hide
All the feelings I have built up inside

It's hard to explain
Without being considered insane
So I have kept to myself
Until I realized I need help

Even Sundays seem to be a chore
Putting a smile on my face as I walk out of the door

Wanting to run away
But where can I go?
Around people or not, I still feel alone

I cry most of the times now
I used to think I was strong
Now it is a struggle just to hold on

To make it through the day
Without an odd look my way
Or someone asking mne if I am okay

But maybe it will do me good
To let someone help if they could
Just a piece of comfort is all I need
Just a thought of positivity is all I plead

And then I might get through another day
Of waiting for my anger and pain to fade away

- Nirmohi