This is the kind of pain that hurts the most,
the one that silently creeps up on you.
The kind that burns the pit of your soul,
the one that wells up in the eyes
when you’re alone.
It’s the kind of pain that no one sees,
but when you’re alone it explodes.
The kind of pain that you hide behind a smile,
the one you silence in public when it decides to show up.
Does anyone else know this kind of pain?
being maarthaa 