Hidden Tears

My eyes burn

A gloss hidden behind them

They may seem like tears from laughter

With how big I smile and how much I laugh

It’s a mask and I’ll tell you truthfully

I am not okay

I am not fine

After many sessions of therapy and counseling

And words saying

“You need to talk about it, it’s worse to keep it bottled up”

I have done quite fine with it bottled up

With it building up over time

And after so much I will cry myself to sleep

And I’ll be just fine bottling it up again

Hidden tears hurt

They hurt to keep it bottled up

However, I’ll keep this facade up for those around me

I can’t drag them into my darkened world

Tears that have not been released are knocking at my eyelids’ door

Waiting to be let out

I can’t let them loose just yet

I have to get behind a closed door

Nobody can see me break

And like that

I go to my safe haven

And down my cheeks those Hidden Tears appear