Been sleeping all day,

Drowning in a silence too loud to escape.

Mama comes in, worried,

Checking if I’m still breathing—

The softest touch of concern,

But I can’t show her what’s inside me.

She opens the curtains—

The light burns,

A reminder of the world I’m hiding from,

I pull the blinds tight,

Fighting against the truth it wants to expose.

I can't let her see my sorrow,

The weight of it crushing my chest,

So I close the curtains,

Shut out the sun,

Hiding the tears that fall

As quietly as the shadows creep.

I can’t let her know I’m falling apart,

I wear my smile like armor,

Too afraid to let her see the cracks.

So, I close the curtains,

Blocking the light,

And the truth of my brokenness

Remains a secret I can’t bear to share.

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