Coming to terms with what we can not accept

Her face was strong, stone, set,

But her eyes

Her eyes wept

What was once lively and bright

Replaced now with Anguish

She was in her own world now

Caught in dysphoria

 

It was a shock she would conceal

Place it away in the unvisited corners of her mind

Cover it up

With a lie to herself

And no one else

 

No one could know

She couldn’t know

 

It was a dream

Nothing but a dream

A nightmare

The next day she would wake

And everything would go away

 

She told herself that everyday

All her life