screams of a whisper

holding it in screaming it out
tieing your self up an breaking the chain
forcing ur self to holding it in
when you could cry for years
people stair but look the other way
praying the meds will work
hopeing it will fix the broken
loud banging with soft whispers for help
livening as if
hills were mountains
and peeks were cliffs
hiding in the background but exposed in the open
a story right infrount waiting to open up
but know one see's