Solitude

Mind in solitude, surrounded by vacant smiles. There's a hidden fear of questions, uncovering the silence and what's killing me inside. Assuming there's reason for the words left unspoken, but my explanations tear through and have failed me once more. The impulse to rise above the judgements from the weakest eyes, is often what I disregard. My failures are evident, my hurt has become your most treasured lucre. Moments I've held so closely are out of reach, this is my fight...A fight lost by far.