I wear a smile to cover the wounds
no one here can see —
an ocean away from home,
where comfort is a memory
and silence is my only friend.
They call me strong, brave, resilient —
but those words cut deeper.
Each kind phrase
reopens what I’ve stitched together in the dark.
I’m aching for presence.
I don’t want to be admired —
I want to be held, heard, and home.
Alone in this foreign land,
I bleed quietly beneath the weight
of everything I pretend to carry with ease.-
For girls, sometimes fighting like a man isn’t about becoming one — it’s about breaking the barriers that were never meant to hold them.
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Some things drift like leaves in the breeze,
never meant to find a home—
like the way you’ll never truly see
the corners of my soul.-
You held my world, you made it turn,
Now in your absence, I endlessly yearn.
Without you, I drift—lost in despair,
For you were my everything, my breath, my air.-
A heart that beats but feels no grace,
A life without purpose, an endless chase.
The sun may rise, but its warmth is cold,
For without you, even time grows old.
Each breath is heavy, each moment a fall,
Into the silence where echoes crawl.
For what is faith, and what is prayer,
When you are gone, and hope is rare?-
Picture a sky with no stars to guide,
A sea without tides, no moon to confide.
That’s the emptiness we carry inside,
Since you left, where love used to reside.
You weren’t just love—you were god above,
A fairy godmother, with hands full of love.
The gravity that anchored my soul,
Now gone, leaving me broken, unwhole.-
Some marriages are quiet sacrifices made,
Where love is set aside, yet vows remain unshaken,
A bond held firm for a child’s brighter dawn,
Carving a path where hope is never forsaken.-
I grabbed the phone, seeking your voice,
In echoes of silence, I had no choice.
In the blink of an eye, your absence I felt,
Left alone with memories, where once we dwelt.-