You Didn't Want To Know

My heart aches, so full of pain.

But my brain is scrambled, my thoughts not sane.

I have so much I need to say, but my voice is silent today.

My arms ache for a long, tight hug.

No words needed, just need to be held, to feel safe in someone's arms.

They ask, "How are you doing?"

"I'm okay." shoots out without any thought.

It's a cry for help that everyone hears, but it seems nobody wants to acknowledge it.

You get a quick change in subject as a reply.

And still my heart aches, and I hide the tears.

Nobody wants to see them, nobody knows what to say.

But in the end, they'll all ask why.

"Why didn't they come to me?"

Simply put - i did - but you didn't really want to know.