My tears are dry, my words are silent
Let me lay low in my confinement
Does this red not scream and yelp?
I can’t speak the words “I need help”
This canvas has meaning you can’t see
The broken spirit deep in me
So many secrets I long for you to know
Love is a gauze that stems the flow
Just because I cut away my skin
Doesn’t mean I’m stretching thin
Soldiers don’t talk about their fears
They use their uniform to hide their tears
Inside I’m healing, I won’t give up hoping
This is just my quiet way of coping.
Please don’t ask me questions and to explain
There isn’t enough time to describe my pain
Slowly I will let you break down my walls
Just hold my hand, that is all.