#heartasroom

[hiddenwhispr]

A Room No One Enters.

Some wounds don’t bleed,

they just sit quietly inside,

like a room in the heart

no one visits anymore.

You smile in the daylight,

you speak like you’re fine,

but at night the silence knows

every tear you never showed.

Strange thing about pain

it doesn’t always scream.

Sometimes it simply stays,

and learns how to live with you.