The Hidden

It starts now–

A smile not as bright

And eyes slowly hollowing.

It's the start of the hidden tears

No one notices now–

The cracks in the mask,

And holes in the soul

No one notices the hidden pain

They're a constant now–

The long sleeves

And the clinging bandages

They're a constant reminder of the hidden scars

The time is now–

A way is ready

And a note left in a drawer

The time to reveal the hidden darkness

Everyone knows now–

Your body is cold

And the floor permanently colored

Now everyone knows the hidden truth…