Saturday, September 13, 2008

Penny for your thoughts

You can never tell how much a person is hurting just by looking at them.
Because there are no scars or wounds, does not mean they are not hurting.
Sometimes the strongest hold everything inside in fear of what
others may think. Some view it as a break in character.
You never know how many empty shells there are walking around you every day.
And you never know which one of those shells are cracked beyond repair.


It's the hidden, silent pain that breaks a person down. It kills them slowly,
from the inside out. It's the silent suffocation of what they believed was real.
It's the end of a person's soul; the end of everything they wanted to be.
There are not enough kind words to soothe over these invisible wounds
but the hope that some day, these people will escape into the dark
keeps the hope alive.