Hidden Deep

It's frustrating not being able to tell people you are not ok. It's the soul within you that keeps crying for help. Hidden deep, unnoticeable to everyone but yourself.

There were moments in life

When the lights seem so dim

And thought I struggle to see a light

Inspiration stands too still

Too many things in the dark

That I want to talk about

But words couldn't blurt out

The dull aching that's hidden in clouds

I want to tell you of the darkness

Though you never see me with it

There are dangers that I keep hidden

Though they are dying to make you see

I'm more broken inside

Than my bright words could say

The scars are just a tiny window

Of the hurling storms that leave me astray

Author's Note

just a bit of a babble. comments welcome :)

Reviews

[Angel Dust]

I love the imagery you created.

[Edgar A Stonehill]

Two main things stuck out to me:

1) I like the image of an inspiration that should be moving.

2) The poem shifts tenses a lot.