Friday, 14 December 2012


You ask me how I'm feeling
I smile and say I'm fine
But inside all I'm thinking
Is hold it together, don't whine.

You ask me how I'm doing
I nod and say I'm good
Yet inside me it's boiling
All held under the hood

You ask me what's the matter
I turn and say it's nothing
While inside all I feel
Is the heavy weight crushing.

You ask me where I am
I look and try to reply
But I'm stuck here
Dead in purgatory

I never spoke about my feelings
I didn't share the gloom
No one noticed the darkness
That enveloped me with doom.

This doesn't have to happen
It doesn't have to be
All I need is a few kind words
And you could save me.