Kreative Korner

For many years I have suffered in silence with no one ever having a clue.   No mother, brother, sister, wife, girlfriend, not even elements of my crew.   Mentally unstable. An emotional wreck. My psychological health has deteriorated beyond repair. Its soil lacks the depth, strength and body to rebuild a foundation that would make me function as a common man .   But you were the only one. The only one who could see the hurt behind my happiness . The only one who could see the strength behind my struggle. T he only one who could see the hurt in my eyes and hear my cry for help in my silence.   Your presence is my vulnerability’s kryptonite. Folding my fears and insecurities like Valarian steel which cuts the very lining of your core as it repels your efforts of reassurance.   I was hurting si lently with a smile on my face.   Dancing to the beats as turmoil invaded my mental space.   I was hurting in silence with a smile on my face.   Seeing the pain within my smile while I left them