The Ache Within !

The Ache Within !

Defeated by the world, undone by love,

I wander, heavy, beneath stars above.

A tempest stirs where silence resides,

A fragile truth my heart still hides.

An unspoken plea, a scream to the air,

But who would notice? Who would care?

Words fall hollow, like whispers on stone,

People come, they go, and I’m left alone.

Yet still, this heart beats, longing to bare

Its shadowed depths to a soul who’ll dare—

Not those who scoff, who cast me aside,

But those who’ll stay, arms open wide.

Once more, I choke on tears untamed,

Breathless beneath a sky unnamed.

No cure for this ache, no solace near,

A quiet torment only I can hear.

“I’m fine,” I murmur, though lies stain my breath,

For my soul aches with a living death.

Some bleed for love, for fleeting desire,

But I bleed for family, their cold, quiet fire.

Their words cut deep, unseen, unkind,

Scars etched in places no one can find.

Why speak at all, when it falls in vain?

This war is mine, to bear the pain.

They know not sorrow, the depths I plumb,

The silent screams, the ache gone numb.

I stand here lost, beneath the moon’s glow,

Suffocating softly, in shadows I grow.

And still, my pen moves, trembling, unsure,

This diary my refuge, my only cure.

A fragile confession, a whisper to keep,

For no one will see how deeply I weep.