STITCHES

I’m sure she has lost her sleep
That’s not the only thing she has lost...

On sleepless nights
She’s probably haunted
On the lucky nights
I’m sure she has nightmares 

Honestly
There is only an extent of pain that each person can withstand
But she suffers from the pain
She tires herself from the immensity of her pain
And she withstands it

She puts on a brave smile
She doesn’t share her pain

I’ve never seen her cry
It doesn’t matter

Every day I speak to her
I see the things behind her laughter

I know there are things beyond darkness in her heart
I know there’s resilience
I know there’s strength 
I know there’s light

Okay, the world crumbled upon her
But she will get back up on her feet

And she will be a survivor.