My soul is trapped in a sound proof room. And my exterior exposes happiness, but inside it's screaming and no one can hear it..
My soul is pleaing that people can look past the false pretense I put out and see the damage I have caused my interior..
My soul is broken, like the peaceful flow of a river stopped in it's tracks by mankind's thoughtless indecencies..
My soul is crying, from knowing nobody can see the pain that life has made it experience..
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A masked hero may not come, but a miracle will...and miracles, often in disguise, wear no masks! The world will see the splendor in you, the same way you will...
You have a noble soul, Jeremy. Please keep on writing to release pain you are taking to your innerself. I don't think a masked hero will come. We have to face the realities and do better what we can.... Best Wishes. Naseer
I am here Jeremy. Just checking in to see how you’re going. Don’t be a stranger.