Hurt Only Shows Within
You wouldn't know it, by seeing me, by the smile on my face you would think my life is grand.
I learned along time ago to wear a mask, to mask my worries and woes, the world may not understand.
You wouldn't know it by the laughter and the jokes that I tell.
Inside is a hurt, one only understands, if their residence was once a hell.
You wouldn't see the big scar , the inside, that covers my heart
that mends a deep, deep wound most will never see.
It's still there in the soul of me.
Inside is the hurt, it rises now and then, I feel it pushing on my hearts door
far, far, far, beneath the skin.
I could not explain it, if , with all my might I tried
it's a hurt , like part of me has just crumbled and died.
It's a hurt so deep, band aids or stitches could not mend
It's a hurt deeper than the ocean, somewhere beneath the skin.
No rabbits foot or Good luck wish, or four leaf clover, would ever
release this hurt I feel, it's a thing , I can't get over
Sometimes their is a part of me I feel weeping and wailing
I feel there is a vessel in the ocean that needs to pull anchor and just start sailing.
Sometimes I feel the only way to make this hurt go
Is to stop what the hurt attacked the old heart beneath the skin
far, far below.
