Hidden

My insides
are aching.

There are
so many
things I
want to
say but
can't.

Supressed
by this
noisy silence
I with
this mask
distort
a smile
just to
appease
the family
set up we
have going.

I wish
they weren't
a part
of me.

Many lumps
inside me
spreading
through my
veins a
sickness
all over
my tarnished
organs.

A lack
of ability
to breathe.

I have
become numb
operating
almost like
a decoy
to protect
by deceiving
the other
side which
resides
within me
bearing this
sharp blade.

Guarding
what is
in close
containment
of my bottle
full of emotion
and what
I hide.