The Silent War

No bullets are shot, yet pain throbs in my chest,
No missiles are sent, still shock strikes my breast.
No raid sirens blare, yet my brain buzzes with grief,
No invaders are near, though fear steals like a thief.

Words are passed carelessly, but stab me like a knife,
Eyes dart to me contemptuously, not caring I’m in strife.
No one thinks about who I am; the agony I feel inside,
The anguish that engulfs me, the kindness I’m denied.

I smile and laugh arduously, masking the battle within,
Showing how I really suffer, now that would be a sin,
I wonder if they know, I’m hanging by a thread,
Grasping onto hope, the war inside my head.

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