Invisible Tears

A Poem by Clara

Just another poem that popped into my head.

How can no one see these tears?
Is my pain just that invisible?
The suffering unseeable?
Can no one hear these silent sobs
that I try so hard to conceal?
Why can't people hear the pleas for help,
which only get lost in the wind?

Once again,
pain washes over me
like a wave,
crashing down upon me,
engulfing me in its wake,
dragging me through hell.
All I can do is try to escape.
Try to call for help.
But no one seems to hear me,
hear my cries for help.
I feel myself drowning,
being pulled in over my head.
Unable to escape,
still crying for help.

My hand still reaching,
hopeful
hoping
praying
that someone will see
past the smile
past the joy.
Just hoping that my mask is
clear
clearer
than I think.
But it must not be,
the mask upon my face,
clear as a rock.

But don't worry dear,
the tears still fall,
even if no one's here.