Hurting Poem by adam cliff

Hurting



Misery hidden,
Just like a pro,
Not even close friends,
Need to know,
Rather tell a stranger,
‘bout his fears,
Then tell his friends,
Face up to his peers,
He’s confident that,
It’ll never show,
But the marks don’t go,
They’re on show,
For all who know,
No reason to stop,
Cos no one knows.
Part from this stranger,
Who loves him too much,
And hate to do nothing,
But sit and watch,
When all they want,
Is to comfort this boy,
That trusts them so much,
And treats them so kindly,
Who makes them feel loved,
Rather then alone.

© AJ CLIFF

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
C M 10 August 2006

reminds me of all unsaid... never needs to be said.... it is shown... nice

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