To feel the pain of a trapped mind,
To rap the bars of an enclosed soul,
To search the hole of a broken heart,
An eternal pain it is.
A word can hurt; insults sting.
Nothing does more than those unseen.
The damage unknown, not fixed, kept alive.
The pain remaining, bleeding, and scarring.
What have I done wrong? What mistake have I made?
Have you some grudge against me unknown?
What is that I am, you hate to your heart?
So much that your trust does not come to me?
Your words hurt me, like an arrow to heart.
You’ll never know how hurt I am.
You’ll think I’m selfish, weak and dumb.
You won’t ever know what I truly feel.
A life of mis-communication,
So many things gone wrong.
I don’t how to express my words,
In person I feel suppressed.
You say that I can speak my mind,
But never have you told me,
What terrible consequences that might come,
And I still don’t know them yet.
Do you think I can overcome the fear?
I fear that I cannot.
Will you give me the courage I need?
I wish that you could.
The pain of misunderstanding,
Is a pain hard to fix.
And even as it heals,
A scar remains in place.