Dying Inside

I can hear you still, over hushed voices

But I can't tell you that I'm slipping again

Into the dark, slowly

And eventually, going numb

It'll kill you to know what will happen

But the worse is what I wear

A mask that covers my emotions

To keep you from seeing what I feel

Because it might not be me dying

But it certainly feels like it

So don't think that your quiet silence

Can keep me from knowing

I can year your sobs

And see the falling tears

The reason I never stop them

Is because secretly, I'm crying, too

Walls don't kill the sound

And neither do closed doors

I wish they did, though

So that I wouldn't know