Her eyes don’t smile anymore, her shoulders droop, her head is hanging low…
Confused as the wind on a stormy day, not knowing which direction to go….
She sees the faces of her sons, and she can’t help but to smile just a little….
She gives more than her fair share of love, without expecting a meet in the middle…
She allows the weight of everyone’s problems to sit on her shoulders…
Tries to be there for those she loves, and still it’s hard to find someone to hold her…
When at the end of the day, everyone walks away, she feels a little more empty inside.
She’s brushed everything off, and when asked she always says she’s fine.
She’s learned from the past, and present and other’s she’s helped to heal…
That it does no good to cry, it does no good to ask why, it does no good to feel…
She just lays down on her pillow, and when the tears start to brim her eyes…
She closes them tightly and starts telling herself some more lies…
“I’ll get through this okay, I’ll be just fine…
I’ll be stronger for this, It’ll just take some time”….
She looks in the mirror the next day and her eyes swollen from tears that escaped in her dreams…
So the next time you ask her, and she says she’s okay, she’s just a second away from falling apart at the seams…
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